[For some reason, this is just making him suspect a good chunk of dread is lurking for him on the horizon.... If not for the fact that they really do have important things to talk about, he'd drag worse than usual in getting back there. As it is, he's at normal (if still slow) speed. After a minute of getting back behind the counter, he nudges open the door and jerks his head towards the tiny little area.]
[It's probably not the fanciest kind of place, but it's enough that isn't the storage closet, and that would probably make him suspicious. maybe.]
You are going to talk about important things, right...
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[It's probably not the fanciest kind of place, but it's enough that isn't the storage closet, and that would probably make him suspicious. maybe.]
You are going to talk about important things, right...