A corner is turned. Should one prefer to evade harrassment or the kind of conversation which may in some circles constitute as battery, it might be described as an inauspicious one.
"Oh, Mr. Dickerson!" Wysteria has to check her momentum to keep from plowing directly into him as she comes hustling around from the other direction. She huffs. She puffs. She takes him by the elbow and laughs. "What a fortuitous meeting this is! I had just been thinking to myself that we ought to arrange to speak again in private. Mr. Fitz is exceedingly sharp, of course, but I believe the pair of us to be something like kindred spirits on a different level entirely. You agree, don't you?"
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Date: 2020-07-13 03:58 am (UTC)"Oh, Mr. Dickerson!" Wysteria has to check her momentum to keep from plowing directly into him as she comes hustling around from the other direction. She huffs. She puffs. She takes him by the elbow and laughs. "What a fortuitous meeting this is! I had just been thinking to myself that we ought to arrange to speak again in private. Mr. Fitz is exceedingly sharp, of course, but I believe the pair of us to be something like kindred spirits on a different level entirely. You agree, don't you?"