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09-08-2007, 03:10 PM
Craig nodded and turned to Amy. "Wolff, are you going to come with?"
"Why wouldn't I?" Amy asked, her face serious. She wasn't the joking type. Before getting a job here, she worked as an exotic dancer... Surprisingly, that's where she met her husband.
Craig shrugged. "We have about ten minutes until we need to be there. I would suggest you all getting ready."
Amy just sighed and walked off to get any kind of tools she needed to put in the briefcase that she'd take with her.
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