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[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Diva is wearing a particularly fancy dress today, seeing as she just came from a cocktail party. She made a quick stop on her way home when she saw a strange building, though. But rather than cheerful, Diva looks rather confused. She took a book that was sitting on the counter where she just was, and she's now flipping through it curiously, and her brow furrows as she looks up.}

...Ne, CID? But that's where Sam and everyone else works, isn't it?

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[theguv.livejournal.com]

...what?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Gene, what does CID look like?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Big building, lots of coppers, front desk with a smarmy bint at it.

Don't tell me you saw it.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Um, I think I'm inside it.

[didorothy]

What is it, Diva?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She flips the book back to the page it was on}

Well, there was an odd building that I didn't recognize, so I went inside to see what it was. I think it's where you work, Sam.

[didorothy]

...You have CID.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Well, I think so. Do you know someone named Phyllis? I believe that was her name.

[mouthyplonk.livejournal.com]

Something the matter?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Well, nothing the matter, I don't think, I'm just surprised. I think I have yours and everyone else's CID...What does it look like?

[oncemarauder.livejournal.com]

[have a weary but bright-eyed Remus, brow furrowing in curiosity as he approaches her] Problem?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Mm, not a problem so much! I just got another part of someone else's world, I think. It surprised me, that's all! Especially because it's such an ugly building right in the middle of New York City.

[oncemarauder.livejournal.com]

...You can do that? [faint smile, full of wonder and curiosity] Do you know...why it happens?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Well, when people become friends here, their worlds start to come together. I don't know why that is, exactly, but it does happen. Like I have some of Manchester, Tokyo, and lots of other odd things in my world, now. It seems to be some other things too, since...well, there are parts that are mine, but don't really belong.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[Chris tilts his head, looking at Diva.]

Diva? You've got CID?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{It's the first time Diva has seen Chris since he was all over the walls the CID plot. So she walks closer, smiling warmly}

I think so, anyways. Ne, I'm not sure whether that's good or bad, though.

[knowswheregodis.livejournal.com]

[Chris ponders this DEEPLY.]

...Don't see why it's a bad thing. You can visit Manchester now, sorta.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Warmly}

I can! And I'd like to. But I don't think Gene will really agree, you know?

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

[OOOH GURL

a classy lady needs a ~*~classy~*~ gentleman.]

Someone's looking fine.

[jk]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She glances over, then smiles sweetly}

As I should be for a party, I would think.

[weerweer.livejournal.com]

Unless it's like, playboy bunny costume party.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Oh? And what sort of costume party is that, exactly?

[gotitwrong]

[Hi. LOOK I SAID I'D DO IT AND I'M DOING IT. :|]

Yeah, 's where we work. What about it?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Claps for Dero!!!}

...I think I have it.

[gotitwrong]

[:D also i don't like how : gets italicised when I make faces in brackets and stuff because then the face looks crooked when I do :|]

Like through one of them reality mergin' things, yeah?

[You know what, Ray just doesn't think about this stuff much, okay. He just sort of filed it away in 'I don't care, it's over and done with, there is no reason to really think about it anymore'. Awesome.]