"It's really alright, I'll buy one this week, you dont have to do that," Elle says.
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"Alright, if you insist. But if you don't have one by the end of the week then I'm getting you one." Elle had the odd sensation of Mrs. Scotts almost half-sounding like a mother there.
"I mean... if you have one laying around you dont want... Davis's dissappeared..." she murmurs, not really sure where her finances stand since she hasnt been dealing in a month, and her ghoul has been MIA.
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"Not here, but Mr. Lopez will drive you back home, and one will be waiting for you with the keys in the ignition. You don't mind slate grey as a color do you?"
"No, not at all, I'll pay you back," she replies, looking like she actually needs some of the guidance Scotts is providing.
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"I'm sure we can deal with the financials later." Mr. Lopez, a hispanic man pulls out of the garage with a jet black hummer.
"Your ride is here. I hope to see you again Ms. Morraine."
"I think you might Mrs. Scotts. Thank you for everything," she says, hopping in the hummer to be taken home.
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Mr. lopez only asks for directions, and then drives stiffly. He lets her out of the car, and then drives back the way he came.
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