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Kristy rolled her eyes as Dr Sun smiled "Will you take this seriously, Nat?"

"Yes, rabbed her purse

Her purse…

You brought the wrong purse, Ms Ellis

She glanced down at it The wrong purse Who told her that? It was just her regular purse, packed with her wallet, a notebook, pens, too

You stood out

The sain A male voice But the doctor had said there was no hars

"It’s justher phone in the side pocket She had a sudden flash

Lights pulsing A cold gin and tonic Where was he? Why all the rabbed her phone from her purse and fired off a tweet before she stuffed the phone back in her purse Ugh, this music was impossibly loud…

"Natalie?" Kristy was standing there, keys in hand "You ready? The nurse said you could just check out at the desk in front"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah" She waved her hand at Kristy, pulling the phone out of her pocket and opening Twitter She quickly clicked on the tab for her own profile and checked her last tweet

Eleven hours ago At Boca and bartender isn’t light on the gin Looks like this dress was a good choice after all

Boca The club don She’d been at Boca in her nice dress, drinking gin and tonics "Kristy, what did I say I was doing last night? What did I tell Dan?"

She frowned "He said you were going out to follow up on a lead for the coyote story"