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"Who, me?" Rene asked as she rolled the olive between her fingers. "I'm just here to see what the dance looks like. I'm not really planning on sticking around." She dropped the olive onto her plate in order to have her hand free for gesturing. "Yeah, Junko's throwing a party tonight, so that's where I'm headed. I just thought that I might as well see what the school had set up before I went over there. Y'know, just to make sure they were spending my parents' tax dollars responsibly."

Rene picked up one of her finger sandwiches to examine it. Looked like turkey. Smelled like turkey. Probably was turkey. Still, there was only one way to find out for sure.

"So what's your story?" Rene asked Cristo back before engaging in the taste test. "Anything in particular bring you here tonight?"
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Bohemian Purgatory · At the Dance