Bewildered, the kid watches Raph move away until Grace steps up in his line of sight, short and poncho-clad and wearing a badge that doesn't look like it belongs to the Beacon Hills police force.
She grins and gives him a flirty look.
"You LARP?"
The kid blinks, then looks slightly less confused. Without waiting for a response, Grace grabs a pack of gum and tosses the clerk some more cash, using the gum to salute as she backs towards the door.
"We were never here. You saw nothing. We ain't the weirdos you're lookin' for."
What? That's not how it goes?
Whatever.
Grace races ahead and hops into the jeep with an almost indecent amount of energy, reaching up to lightly bang on the side of the window.
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22/10/15 01:41 (UTC)She grins and gives him a flirty look.
"You LARP?"
The kid blinks, then looks slightly less confused. Without waiting for a response, Grace grabs a pack of gum and tosses the clerk some more cash, using the gum to salute as she backs towards the door.
"We were never here. You saw nothing. We ain't the weirdos you're lookin' for."
What? That's not how it goes?
Whatever.
Grace races ahead and hops into the jeep with an almost indecent amount of energy, reaching up to lightly bang on the side of the window.