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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 1:31:49 GMT
"Seems like something's wrong, though." She pointed out.
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 1:32:59 GMT
"Money trouble, but that's all," she said.
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 1:33:47 GMT
"What do you do?" She asked. "For a job, I mean."
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 1:34:58 GMT
"I design clothes, and try to sell the designs," she said.
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 1:40:58 GMT
"Sounds fun." Jane commented. "I'm guessing they haven't been selling well?"
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 1:41:51 GMT
"Some fashion houses have been buying lately, but that's kind of slowed...," she said. It was terrible to have it slowing.
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 1:44:58 GMT
Jane had to admit, she couldn't relate with money troubles. "Have you got any designs on you?" She asked.
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 1:46:13 GMT
"Yeah," she said, reaching into her bag. The Zecter flew around, trying to get out, but she closed it first, putting the sketchbook on the table.
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 1:48:24 GMT
Jane flipped through it, smililng. "My sister's a designer." She quipped.
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 1:49:20 GMT
"Really?" she asked, "How's she doing then, better than me?"
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 1:50:49 GMT
"I don't know." Jane confessed. "I haven't talked to her in a while."
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 1:52:11 GMT
"Oh," she answered.
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 4:17:12 GMT
Jane put the sketchbook back down, smiling. "So, do you live around here?"
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Post by Noa Clarke on May 20, 2012 4:18:10 GMT
She noticed Jane's smile, wondering about that, "Yeah," she said, "I do."
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Post by Jane Morgan on May 20, 2012 4:20:41 GMT
Jane nodded thoughtfully. "You've got some good work in there." She told her.
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