[She's in there alright-- in the middle of a sick explosion. There are empty mugs around her which presumably held tea at one point, some empty bowls, kleenex (what a marvel, paper handkerchiefs!), and at the center of the explosion is Doll wrapped in blankets.]
Hello again Mister Strange. [She sits up with a bright, if not a little hazy, smile. She's pulled over a chair for him, at least.] I'd offer ya somethin' but... don't have much on hand at the moment.
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Hello again Mister Strange. [She sits up with a bright, if not a little hazy, smile. She's pulled over a chair for him, at least.] I'd offer ya somethin' but... don't have much on hand at the moment.