(I edited my post slightly FYI)(yeah I did. But Charles just doesn't care lol. Or he's brutally honest.)
Charles nodded, and replied "I have a friend who might one."
Victor sat down at a table two rows down from them.
"Oh yeah?" Atalanta barely paused to glance over her shoulder at him. "Anyone I know?" She asked eagerly.
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"Problem," Lucy said, pointing a finger down at the table. "There's no one here."