"Oh, it's all yours," she said, holding her hands up, palms out. "I'll buy Jack a new one. He'll never know it was gone."
He hasn't been so depressed lately. He probably hasn't even checked that drawer in a while.
Thank God for Martha.
She perched herself on the corner of the desk, crossing one leg over the other. It was a habit, she couldn't help it if she flashed a little leg. "My name is Diana," she said. "Diana Abel. As in 'Caine and dot, dot, dot...' I'm from Los Angeles." Although she'd been in Phoenix (or near Phoenix) when she got kidnapped by the City. "It was 2009 when I left."
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He hasn't been so depressed lately. He probably hasn't even checked that drawer in a while.
Thank God for Martha.
She perched herself on the corner of the desk, crossing one leg over the other. It was a habit, she couldn't help it if she flashed a little leg. "My name is Diana," she said. "Diana Abel. As in 'Caine and dot, dot, dot...' I'm from Los Angeles." Although she'd been in Phoenix (or near Phoenix) when she got kidnapped by the City. "It was 2009 when I left."