All right, maybe that someone he meant to approach wasn't the redhead that swoops into his line of fire, but that's who he gets. Sorry lad, she's a curious sort.
"You're new, aren't you?" she asks, dispensing with the niceties. "I can tell by the way you're lookin' about. Don't worry, I don't bite."
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"You're new, aren't you?" she asks, dispensing with the niceties. "I can tell by the way you're lookin' about. Don't worry, I don't bite."
Much.