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Aesthetically, the room was rather bizarre in decoration. Was this some modern decoration? It was hard to believe, as Jo was led to the center of the room and guided to sit. Under a mild fog yet, she nodded carefully as she found herself reclining in the seat. The white haired woman knelt to meet her at eye level, while well meaning, Jo found relatively demeaning. "I really can't stay too long," she replied. The terrible sensation of cotton mouth coated each word. A mild shake of the head followed. "I suppose I could do for a drink at least, if it's not too much trouble."
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Back and rarin' to go.
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