Allen hurried to follow, taking the stairs two at a time. "Lead on, Missy," he instructed.
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"I could, but I'd much rather it be told to me," Haley said, giving him a hint of a smile. She rested her elbows on the table and leaned forward slightly. "Besides, given too much rein, the imagination can take you to some terrible places."
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Ares handed a pile of dry napkins to Roan. "Can't get your hands dirty?" He asked, with a smirk.
Emily was totally flustered as she helped clean up, feeling a little responsible for the whole mess. She wasn't even supposed to be here still. Oh! And those papers still had to be signed. She swept the wet napkins onto her tray after removing her plate from it then went to dump them in the trash can.