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"Let's see, get me a six inch turkey on white with American cheese, toasted, with the whole garden and a little bit of mayo. Stress a little bit to them, I don't want it swimming in mayo. Oh, and some chips . . . chip flavored please, and a Diet | "Let's see, get me a six inch turkey on white with American cheese, toasted, with the whole garden and a little bit of mayo. Stress a little bit to them, I don't want it swimming in mayo. Oh, and some chips . . . chip flavored please, and a Diet Popsi . . . or Diet Colk if they don't have it." | ||
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"Sure," you say, "that sounds good. I'll treat. It's the least I can do."
"Sounds great," she replies. You walk side-by-side toward the food court. As you are walking, your finely tuned senses and artificial skill boost alerts you to the fact that you are being followed. Employing shadowing techniques you get a decent look at your stalker without letting on that you know they are following. It helps that she doesn't appear to have much skill in clandestine surveillance herself. She is a tall, gorgeous blonde with short hair and is dressed in tight jeans, a low-cut blouse and platform sandals of all things. You and Brittany get to the food court soon thereafter, and you direct her to a table.
"Why don't you tell me what you want, and I'll go get the food," you say. "That way we don't have to carry the bags in line."
"Sounds good," she says, "but we haven't even decided where to eat yet." Out of the corner of your eye, you notice the mystery woman getting in line at the Burger Lord stall.
"I'm good with whatever," you say as casually as you can. It's a little unnerving to know you're being followed, but not the reason the person is following you.
"Umm, okay," says Brittany, "what about Hoagieway?"
"I could go for subs."
"Let's see, get me a six inch turkey on white with American cheese, toasted, with the whole garden and a little bit of mayo. Stress a little bit to them, I don't want it swimming in mayo. Oh, and some chips . . . chip flavored please, and a Diet Popsi . . . or Diet Colk if they don't have it."
"You got it, gorgeous," you hear yourself saying before you can correct yourself. She blushes slightly and seems a bit conflicted. You can tell she is having trouble deciding how to respond, so you take the opportunity to leave.
You casually keep your eye on your mystery stalker while ordering your subs. You get your sandwiches and make your way back to the table. Your stalker has her food and is nibbling at it a few tables away from yours. You sit so that you can keep an eye on her, and hand Brittany her food.
"Sorry," says Brittany, "give me a sec. Little girls room." And with that, she's off like a shot. You are considering confronting your stalker when she gets up, and openly walks toward your table, leaving her food behind.
She sits down at your table without asking, leans in and asks, "What are you?"
"Umm, excuse me?" you respond.
"You aren't registering as a player, but I saw you use the Life Controller, so what are you?"
Crap, another player like Loki. Well, it stands to reason that you would meet one at some point, but meeting one this soon is rather inconvenient. You haven't even worked out all the nuances of using your mod yet.
How do you respond?
