Todd Wants Key's Face

The Next Morning

Sam: *he groggily wakes up and gets dressed, feeling better than he did yesterday*

Sarah: *wakes up as he's getting dressed, and yawns* Good morning... :)

Sam: *looks over his shoulder at her as he gets dressed, smiling back* 'Morning. *he looks over to where he usually puts his hat... only to find it gone* ... Uh... Sarah? Did you move my hat? D:

Sarah: I haven't gotten out of bed... D:/

Sam: *looking around everywhere now* Theeeen where is it? I need my hat, Sarah, it's a part of who I am. D8

Sarah: Yeah, I understand that. D: Check outside, maybe you left it there. I'm gunna get dressed first--*gets out of bed and starts dressing*

Sam: *looks around desperately, completely unable to find his hat* Come on, this isn't FUNNY! D8>

Sarah: *finishes getting dressed and helps him look, but is also unable to find it* For the love of--you're going to be late, can you do without it for today? D;

Sam: No! D:> *he continues looking until he finds it - it is where it is supposed to be - where he first looked* ... WHAT. D8|

Sarah: D: ... Okay, if this is still dad messing with us... DAD, THIS ISN'T FUNNY. D:|

*that faint laughing is heard again*

Sam: *can't hear it* Well, whatever. D8| *puts on his hat* I need to get to work. *runs out* BYE SARAH! *leaves*

Sarah: Bye! *can still hear the faint laughter* ...How long are you planning on sticking around? Not that I want you gone...

*there is no answer*

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Sam: *in the Outpost, he goes into his office*

Sarah: *briefly wonders if she's going crazy, but she dismisses the thought and goes to make herself breakfast*

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Celine: *is there* Good morning, Mr. Gatzsky. :) Are you feeling better?

Sam: MUCH better, thanks... oh, there was a law I approved yesterday... I guess I'll have to announce that it's taken effect, huh?

Celine: Yup--Here, i'll get it for you. *sifts through the stack of papers and pulls out the signed page, handing it to him*

Sam: *he takes the paper from Celine, looking it over and seeing nothing wrong with it. Something was telling him to give it a chance. Now was the time for change. He clicks on the microphone at his desk that let him talk through the speakers posted around the city. He announces the new law* ... attention New York citizens, as of today we are switching back to segregation between the X-WDs and the humans. All X-WDs are to hereby live in the ghettos set up for them. X-WDs shall not legally be allowed live with humans. That is all. *he hangs up the microphone, feeling like he has gotten something done, unaware of what has actually happened* :)

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*the air grows extremely cold in Sarah's apartment, and soon acts like the wind, howling angrily, swirling around everything*

Celine: *cheers mentally--now that this was done with, taking the rest of the city would be easy*

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Sarah: *hears the announcement and is rather shocked by it--what was Sam DOING? she shivers, now noticing how COLD the apartment seemed to be, and looks around to see if there was a window open. finding none, she sighs* Dad, cut that OUT... I don't know what's going on either...

Sam: Okay... I guess I'll go back to these papers, then... *he starts working on them*

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*the wind continues to howl, the room still just as cold as before*

Celine: *continues with her own work, wondering what else she could do to cause some chaos*

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Sarah: *sighs, and grabs a blanket from her room, pulling it around her shoulders. She doesn't bother turning up the heat because she knows it won't do any good. Sam will definitely have a few questions to answer when he gets back...*

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Sam: *he laughs nervously* I-I guess... u-uh... I guess your dad doesn't like this...

Paperweight: *answers by coming back and hitting Sam in the head with such force that he topples off the bed, unconscious*

Sarah: AAH!! *scrambles off the bed to make sure he was okay, then mutters at the air*What the hell, that was uncalled for...!! DX<

Air: *though there is no wind in the room, it seems to swirl around Sarah*

Todd: *his ghostly form stands in the doorway, grinning mischievously at Sarah for a few seconds before disappearing*

Sam: *unconscious*

Sarah: *sticks her tongue out at the figure (at least, she THOUGHT she saw something) before turning her attention back to Sam* Wake up...! *very lightly shakes him, hoping he'll respond*

Sam: *groans, groggily coming to* Is that evil flying paperweight still there...?

Sarah: No, I don't think you'll get attacked again... DX I'm pretty sure that was dad.

Sam: The ghost of Mr. Huntings threw a paperweight at my head? Twice? D;>

Sarah: Apparently he did. AND, apparently he thought it was hilarious. I think we should hold off on the sex for a while. If that's possible. ^^;

Sam: R-right. <__<; I don't exactly feel comfortable knowing your dead father is watching us when we have sex.

Sarah: It sounds really weird when you say it like that. D; *a bit more loudly* You hear that, dad? Stop being a creeper!

*the slightest sound of someone - Todd - laughing hysterically is heard... though not heard by Sam*

Sam: *still expecting some kind of response* .__.;

Sarah: *was not expecting a response, and is actually somewhat creeped out by the laughter. in response, she laughs nervously, looking around for the source* >_________>;;;

Sam: W-wait, why are you - ? Did you hear something? See something?? D:

Sarah: Laughing. From nowhere. Dad's really freaking me out now, can we just go to sleep? D;

Sam: *glances around as if doing so will let him find Mr. Huntings* U-uh... yeah. D: *he gets up and gets back into the bed, hoping Sarah's father wouldn't try attacking him in his sleep*

Sarah: I really hope not... *gets back into bed with him. she pulls the covers over the two of them, now feeling extremely exposed all of a sudden. she snuggles into him, putting her arms around him* Goodnight... hopefully we have no more interruptions... DX

Sam: Oh god, I hope not... goodnight, Sarah... *he snuggles back, closing his eyes and trying to sleep*

Sarah: goodnight... *is having a hard time falling asleep, knowing that her dad was apparently snooping around* ....

Bedsheets: *are pulled over Sarah and Sam a bit more*

Sam: *asleep*

Sarah: *feels this, and glances around. (I guess he's not really mad at us...) she mumbles out a quiet "goodnight" before finally dozing off*

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Sam: *walks with her into the room, getting into bed with Sarah* <333

Sarah: *gets into bed with him, immediately snuggling into him, kissing his neck* <333

Sam: *kisses her back in return on anywhere he can reach, massaging her back*

Sarah: *very much enjoys this, humming with pleasure at his touch. she runs her hands up and down his back, rubbing it lightly*

Sam: *whispers to her* Do you wanna...?

Sarah: *nods, still rubbing his back* Mhmm...

Sam: Alright... *he carefully slips off his shirt and pants, all the while kissing Sarah, rubbing her shoulders, nuzzling her*

Sarah: *returns his affections as she undresses herself as well, actually seeming rather eager*

Sam: *he then begins, groaning from the pleasure he only half-expected*

Sarah: *echoes his groans, rubbing his back to encourage him to keep going, loving the pleasure he gave her*

Sam: *he continues, the new (enough) experience satisfying him*

Sarah: *kisses him, moaning into his mouth, finding his actions more than satisfactory*

Sam: *he later finishes, climaxing and moaning much more loudly, crying out her name from the extreme pleasure he feels*

Sarah: *moans his name, albeit in a more restrained manner than him, though the pleasure she felt was just the same as his. panting from their combined effort, she kisses him again*

Sam: *he kisses her back passionately, holding her face in his hands, then nuzzling her, combining passion with affection*

Sarah: *nuzzles him back, very much enjoying that feeling. she continues to rub his back, hugging him and holding him close*

Sam: Hah... aha... if our moms knew... what we did... they'd have a fit...

Sarah: They would... wouldn't they? Heheh... bah, we're adults now... we know what we're doing...

*suddenly a papeweight flies off a desk in the bedroom and hits Sam in the back of the head*

Sam: *hit* OW! DX *looks behind him* The hell...??

Nothing: *is there*

Sarah: ??! *looks in the direction the paperweight flew from, extremely confused, then has a thought-- but noooo no no no, that would actually be pretty damn embarassing and oh my god what if she was right?* .____.;;;; .....

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Sam: *continues to work until it gets late, in which he stands from his chair and stretches* ... Alright. Time for me to go.

Celine: Alright. See you tomorrow morning. ^^

Sam: Yup, see you then. :) *he walks out of the Outpost, gets on his motorcycle, and drives home. He enters the apartment, still wincing a bit from his pounding head (though it is not as bad as before*

Sarah: *had only gotten back just a few minutes earlier; she was putting her coat away* Oh, hello there. :) How was work?

Sam: Ugh... that's what work was - just "ugh"... *he rubs his temple, trying to calm the raging headache he suffers from* My head started to really kill me in the middle of the day, and I got dehydrated at the same time. Do you think I might be sick? XC

Sarah: You might be... D: If this doesn't go away, you should definitely see a doctor... <:/

Sam: Mkay... oh - how was your visit with your mom? :/

Sarah: Oh, pretty interesting... mom was SO excited, she wanted to plan everything... XD;

Sam: Somehow I figured she would be... XD; So... when would we be getting married?

Sarah: In about a month, actually... mom's trying to book a date right now. ^^;

Sam: I'm okay with that. Perfectly fine with that, actually. Holy CRAP we're going to be MARRIED. Holy CRAP! :D

Sarah: I KNOW, right? It's CRAZY! :D

Sam: GAAAH! HUGGING! LET'S DO THAT NOW! :D *hugs her tightly*

Sarah: *laughs at his enthusiasm and hugs him back just as tightly* <3

Sam: I am going to be your HUSBAND and you are going to be my WIFE! HOMYGOSH!

Sarah: *just bursts out laughing at his excitement, finding it incredibly amusing--though she had to admit, she was just as excited as him* oh my god Sam, I love you. XD

Sam: And I love you too, and that's why WE'RE GETTING MARRIED, YAY! *kisses her, happy*

Sarah: *smiles as she kisses him back* Yay indeed. <3

Sam: And now... we should sleep. <3

Sarah: Yes, we should. <3 *keeping one arm around him, the pulls him into their room*

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Sam: Ugh... no way in hell am I going to catch up on these... *he sits down and begins working on the papers* So... you're from up north?

Celine: *still sifting through another stack of papers* Yep.

Sam: *working* Which part of Canada? Montreal? You seem like you're from Montreal.

Celine: I am, actually. :) How'd you guess?

Sam: Your name's very French. *takes out a paper from the pile* Oh boy... another racist nut-job. I swear, it must be the same guy sending me these law approval forms for bringing back the old X-WD GHETTOS...

Celine: *this piques her interest. they had a similar setup back where she used to live, but that was a LONG time ago... she smirks. perhaps this was a good time to cause some chaos. she moves closer to him as if she were trying to read the document over his shoulder* Well, why don't you... *stabs him in the neck with another small dart* ...try giving this one a chance? I think a change is in order...

Sam: *he slouches when the drug quickly enters his bloodstream. His speak quickly turned into a slow, monotonous drawl* C... Celine... can't think... what's happening...?

Celine: You were about to approve this little piece of legislation here.

Sam: *blankly stares at the document in front of him for a whole minute, dazed* ... Right... I was... thank you... *he agrees and signs the document with all the grace and delicacy of a drunk man* ... mkay...

Celine: *removes the dart and takes the signed page, putting it in the "approved" pile underneath a few other sheets so he won't find it* ...

Sam: *he leans back in his chair, too dazed to really do anything. He looks over at Celine, a confusion in his eyes*

Celine: *looks over at him* Are you feeling alright? You look a little out of it... <:/

Sam: I... I don't know... *rests his head in his hand* My head's pounding...

Celine: Do you want me to get you something...? <:/

Sam: Maybe a glass of water, please...?

Celine: Sure. *walks out to go retrieve the glass of water. She cheers inwardly at her progress, finding it remarkable that she's been able to do so much in such a small amount of time. she returns to Sam's office with the glass of water and sets it down in front of him*

Sam: *nods to her* Thank you... feeling dehydrated for some reason... *he quickly gulps down the water, nearly choking on it, finding relief in the cold liquid. A few seconds later, the glass was empty* ... christ, I really WAS dehydrated...

Celine: Do you need another one? <:/

Sam: No... no, I'm fine now... thank you, Celine. *he shakily grabs his pen from the desk, lain from when he had signed the offending paper, and continues his work*

Celine: *has to stop herself from grinning* Well, if you need anything else, let me know... :/ *goes back to work*

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Sam: *he's happy with Sarah, happy as he snuggles with her, rubbing her skin with his hands, nuzzling her, smiling softly as he does all of this*

Sarah: *enjoys being there with him, sighing quietly at his touch, smiling blissfully as she nuzzles him back. She loves this, being with him like this... it just felt right*

Sam: ... I doubt anything will truly separate us... I mean, look how far we've come from two childhood friends...

Sarah: Mhmm... that loyalty's been there for a long time... it'd be a hard thing to break.

Sam: Agreed. *he kisses her again* We really need to plan that wedding.

Sarah: Heh, we really do... I could go talk to mom about it while you're at work... :)

Sam: You could totally do that... I'm sure it'll excite her. I don't remember your parents ever properly marrying... but I was probably, like, a toddler or something around that time. <:/

Sarah: They DID eventually have a real wedding... god, it was so long ago... All I remember is how happy they were knowing they didn't have to hide anymore...

Sam: We're also going to be happy, Sarah - not in the way they were, no, but I'm pretty sure that might possibly be the greatest day of our lives. :)

Sarah: Oh, I really do hope it will... <:) *nuzzles him, then kisses him again--the thought of them getting married both excited her and made her extremely nervous*

Sam: *he kisses her back, heart fluttering with excitement and happiness. So what if Blood Puppet is still out there? So what if his father is slowly losing his mind? He doesn't care about anything except Sarah at the moment, because she is the most important person in his life*

Sarah: *continues to kiss him, a multitude of emotions welling up inside her. if she was already this worked up, she thought, how would it feel on THAT DAY? She feared she could explode. But right now, it was only her and Sam, and with that, she was content*

Sam: *he snuggles up against her shoulder, smiling blissfully before his exhaustion finally gets to him and he passes out right there*

Sarah: *holds him close, slowly combing through his hair with her fingers until she falls asleep, smile never fading*

The Next Morning

Sam: *he is still asleep, unable to wake up for work on time*

Sarah: *wakes up and snuggles with him for a little bit, until she realizes what time it is* !!! *tries to nudge Sam awake* Sam... Saaam.... you have to go to wooork... D:>

Sam: *waking up* Mmmwhah...? *suddenly jolts awake* !!! Oh shoot!! D8 *he practically jumps out of bed, quickly getting dressed and getting ready*

Sarah: *gets out of bed and also starts getting dressed, though she was in no rush--she tries to stay out of Sam's way* ^^;

Sam: *finishes getting ready and puts on his hat* BYESARAHYOUKNOWWHENICOMEHOMEHAVEAGOODDAY!! *he bolts out, going as fast as he legally can on his motorcycle to get to the Outpost, where he quickly enters his office*

Celine: *is already sifting through papers and documents on his desk in an attempt to organize them--she has already obtained the codes to both the armory and the file vault, and plans to have a look around there later*

Sam: Good morning! Sorry I'm late - overslept a little. Did anything new come in?

Celine: Good morning. ^^ And yes, actually, they're right here-- *points to a small stack of pages*

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Sam: *he drives back to Sarah's apartment, entering it quietly* ...

Sarah: *is in her room getting ready for bed--she doesn't hear the door open*

Sam: *enters the bedroom, exhausted*

Sarah: ? *turns around and sees him* Oh, hey... long day, huh? <:/

Sam: Yeah, just a bit... but at least I've got an adviser to help me, now.

Sarah: Advisor? Wow, okay, that WOULD help... maybe you could finally get done with that mountain of paperwork... <:/

Sam: Maybe. It would be nice to actually complete that for once... DX

Sarah: Well, for now I think you deserve some rest... <:/

Sam: Yeah... I guess... *he enters the bed, lying down in it, enjoying the softness of the mattress and pillow*

Sarah: *gets into bed as well, and snuggles close to him. she had started to miss him during this brief little separation, and she just wanted to be close to him right now*

Sam: *he smiles slightly at this, snuggling back* ... does this mean we're finally past what had happened before...?

Sarah: Mhmm... *nuzzles him affectionately* I know it wasn't your fault.

Sam: ... I'm glad. And hey... with this being our first couple-fight, I'd say every other one after that will seem like nothing...

Sarah: I really do hope so...

Sam: I know so. We're fine now. <:) *he hugs her, holding her close, kissing her*

Sarah: *kisses him back, hugging him just as tightly. she was glad this was over and done with*

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Sam: Well, I can show you around the place and get you started and whatnot today, and then you can officially start tomorrow. :)

Celine: *grins, and nods* Alrighty then. :)

Sam: *and so Sam shows Celine around the place, tells her of what her job means, what she needs to do - she is there for a second opinion on decisions, this is her main purpose*

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Sam: *sits back down in his chair in his office, offering Celine a seat next to him*

Celine: *sits down in the offered chair, pleased beyond belief--this was going TOO perfectly*

Sam: *from there he fills out paperwork* Can you believe how many problems occur in this city? Nothing major goes into these papers, but these are like little permission slips mixed in with reports from people I need to answer. Every day here, and I'm swamped - it gets ridiculous.

Celines: Well, I'm sure you'll be needing all the help you can get.

Sam: And that's why you're here. ^^ Oh. *he takes out a report from the paper mountain - it described a sighting of Blood Puppet. Sam gets up and tacks the paper on the back wall, near other sightings and reports of people who have spoken to Blood Puppet - even making DEALS with the criminal*

Celine: *this catches her interest* ...I'm sorry, who's that?

Sam: The serial killer we're trying to catch, Blood Puppet. His real name's Walter Hobbes, and he came from England back around the first outbreak. He's a psychotic cannibal.

Claire: Sounds dangerous--I'm guessing he's a priority case at the moment.

Sam: more like think-about-it-every-waking-moment case. But yes. You're right. I'm starting to think sending patrols out is a BAD idea, since he's been able to kill people working in the military more than once... but if I get rid of the patrols, there'll be no one there to protect the citizens. <:/

Celine: You're absolutely right. :/ he must be as dangerous as he sounds--I'm guessing you've had no luck catching him so far...

Sam: I don't plan on catching him anymore. I plan on killing him. Does that seem violent to you?

Celine: Usually, it would, but considering what kind of person he seems to be, I think it's the best action to take...

Sam: Right. Oh. It appears to be getting late. Guess it's time to go home, then. :/

Celine: Looks like it. *stands up* I still can't thank you enough, Lieutenant...

Sam: Well, you seem like the right person for this job. I think things will be much smoother now with you on board. Anyway, g'night. *he turns and walks out*

Celine: *smirks as he leaves* Good night... *starts heading out as well--now that she had an inside job, it wouldn't take her long to get the information she needed. leaving the building, she heads home, eager for it to be the next day so her plan could go into action...*

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Sam: *he is incapable of answering the question, his mind turned to mush at the moment* ... I dunno... maybe... can't think right now...

Celine: *figures she had planted a strong enough suggestion in his mind for now, and removes the dart from his neck* Well, thanks anyway, Lieutenant. I'll be seeing you tomorrow. *leaves before the drug wears off, satisfied*

Sam: *he stands there until the drug wears off in which he forgets all that has happened with Celine - shrugging, he hops on his motorcycle and heads home, entering the apartment*

Sarah: *has already gone to bed, and is fast asleep in the room. she looks a bit sad*

Sam: *it only takes a single glance at her for him to feel guilty and uncomfortable again. He carefully slips into bed so he doesn't disturb Sarah, lying his head on the pillow and watching her sleep*

Sarah: *shifts around a bit from his movement, instinctively moving a bit closer to him, still frowning slightly*

Sam: <:( ... *he scoots a bit closer to her, and soon falls asleep like that*

Sarah: *is snuggled right up against him in the morning, still asleep*

Sam: *he wakes up slightly sweaty and anxious, having experienced a nightmare the night before*

Sarah: *doesn't move when he wakes up*

Sam: *seeing that Sarah is still there, with him, he lets out a quiet sigh of relief. He gets up out of bed to get ready*

Sarah: *DOES react to this, as if she had felt him leave--still asleep, she reaches across the bed to try to find him, and frowns when she doesn't*

Sam: *he notices this. Before he leaves, he walks over to Sarah and leans down to kiss her on the cheek. Then he walks out, to his motorcycle, and drives to the Outpost*

Sarah: *smiles a bit at this*

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Celine: *had been waiting for him, confident that this part of her plan is sure to work*

At The Outpost

Sam: *enters the building and nearly bumps into Celine* Oh It's you again... uh... are you having trouble with anything? Reporting a criminal? A crime?

Celine: Actually, I'm trying to find a job... I've been having problems finding one, unfortunately. <:/ Do you know where I could look?

Sam: *from Celine's drugging the night before, he subconsciously follows her orders* ... Actually, you could probably work here. I need an adviser of some sort, I think - maybe you can be my right-hand man... er, woman. :)

Celine: ...Are you serious? *is genuinely surprised--she didn't think she'd get THAT CLOSE so quickly--but she immediately puts her act back up* Th-Thank you! You have no idea how much I appreciate this. <:D

Sam: Yeah, sure - I don't have anyone helping me in my office anyway, so this will be a nice change. :)

Celine: Thank you, sooo much... When do I start? :)

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Sam: *he goes on throughout the day feeling horrible, not getting much done*

Sarah: *goes out at one point to buy groceries at one point, but mostly just stayed home--she was almost HOPING she would run into that woman, just to let her know what she really thought of her*

Sam: *goes home at the usual time of nine, entering Sarah's apartment using the key* I'm home! <:/

Sarah: *was getting up off the couch when he walks in* Oh, perfect timing... I was just about to go to bed...

Sam: Uh... right... I guess I'll go to bed, too... <:/

Sarah: ... <:/ *goes into the room and gets into bed. She still faced the wall*

Sam: <:( ... *he gets into bed with her and soon falls asleep*

Sarah: *takes a bit longer to fall asleep, but she eventually does*

THE NEXT MORNING

Sam: *goes off to work again, avoiding Sarah as he feared upsetting her*

Celine: *watches him leave the apartment building on his motorcycle, and follows, knowing where he was headed. She had tried to get into the armory AND the file vault, but she was unable to crack the code before the patrols returned. She needed to get CLOSE to him... so she wouldn't HAVE to sneak around*

Sam: *he enters the building, then his office, sitting down to tackle that day's paperwork - he also had to write a report on where he had last seen Blood Puppet, back near the shoe factory and the dentist's office*

Celine: *waits patiently for night to fall, and for Sam to leave his office*

Later

Sam: *being still somewhat distracted from what had happened with him, Sarah, and that one mystery woman. He HAS to learn to control his emotions better. Slightly cleaning up his stuff he puts on his coat and hat and heads out, exiting the building and heading to the parking lot - this time more wary of anything strange*

Celine: *approaches him, waving him down from a distance* Oh, hi! Excuse me, can I talk to you? D:

Sam: Hm? *he approaches her* Yeah, sure, what's the problem? D:

Celine: *lashes out just the same way she had the day before, sticking the dart into his neck, though this time it contained an even smaller dose--she didn't need him for long* We were interrupted the other night, I just wanted to finish the conversation...

Sam: *Is soon barely able to stand up again, dazed and confused* ...Whah...?

Celine: Mr. Gatzsky, I really do not like interruptions... So I would like to have a chance to talk to you again... I might come into the outpost tomorrow, I'm still in search of a job... do you think you could help me out?

Sam: *he nods at her pathetically, as if he is drunk, his mind a slurring mess, just like his speech* M'kay... I can help...

Celine: Oh, could you? I'd really appreciate it, thank you... Do you know if there are any job openings~?

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