(I see Tele has figured on having some fun)
The MacDougal scanned the room once and frowned. He squidged his eyes and began again, eyes passing right over the table the group was at. Tucking his hand on his lapel his lips thinned and he left the room.
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Smiling and letting out a breath Avery let go of Whit's wrist and looked to the door herself as if to see the fruits of her labor. Her smile grew before she turned back and managed to tame it.
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