Wild horses wouldn’t drag it out of me, even I knew anything, which I don’t. It must be somewhere hereabouts. ” She looked around for the voice around the Orchestra room, fumbling around with her books. She donned her fuzzy slippers and traipsed downstairs, the welcoming smell of coffee beckoning her, the sound of Looney Toons music barely audible from the television set.
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