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[Good morning. Coming to you live from at a cafe in the City, one of your regular stand-ins for the many Starbucks that this place should have. Angela's at the head of the line, small duffel bag slung over her right shoulder, as she points down at the pastry case.]

Yes. A coffee, milk, seven sugars, and can I get a raspberry danish too? And the triple chocolate brownie. Oh, wait, and that coffee cake too.

[The cashier looks so obviously concerned about Angela's raging sweet tooth that he's not quite prepared for what comes next. As soon as he hands the paper bag over the counter, Angela's leaning towards him to lay a fat juicy smooch right on his lips before calmly dropping her change into his tip jar. Mmm, pastries. Definitely a victory.]

Thank you!

[ooc: Angela is finally getting a break! She quit her hospital gig to run the store full time, but before all that she's going on vacation... as much as once can do in the City. This is her main victory so pucker up if you want to run into her.]

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People come here after being dead?

Yes. Some people here are dead. You won't notice unless you touch them or they say so.

[He sounds suspicious.]

Are you dead?

No. I'm not that easy to take down.

[No need for all that, Andrew, gosh. And what if she was? Would you not be her friend? :(]

Good. You didn't seem dead, but it was something I thought better to make sure of.

Nobody here seems dead. That's the thing. They're walking around like the living people, looking just a normal. Weird, but you get used to it after a while.

[Another sigh.]

Is there anything else I should know about this horrid place?

You probably already know about the curses. While we're on the topic of death, if you die here, you only stay dead for a day or so. Then you're back with the rest of us suckers.

Delightful. So I can't even off myself permanently if I find any desire to do so?

That'll make it too easy.

And of course, nothing can be easy around here?

Hell no. They want us as miserable as they can get us. They feed off the negative energy.

And yet, you don't sound particularly miserable. How do you manage?

[She's quiet for a moment. If only he saw her last week.]

You caught me on a good day.

I see. It would be rude of me, of course, to ask you what you were like on a bad day.

[Doesn't mean he's not curious, though.]

It would be, yes.

[She doesn't want to talk about this entire summer.]

I'm Angela, by the way.

I'm Andrew Ryan.

I'm pleased to meet you. Not pleased to be here, of course.

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