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Susan Amelia Bones (susanamybones) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Susan peered at her friend for a long moment, deducing that he no doubt thought she was there to check up on how he was with the whole Dean dating Ophelia thing - which to be fair she sort of was. However, the way that he'd stomped around like a bear that had not only had it's honey stolen but had then been forced to complete difficult quantum physics equations had more or less made her mind up about how badly he was dealing with the situation. Plus she was although there for a completely different reason. "Are they cheesy tortillas or proper tortillas," she asked cocking her head at him and raising and eyebrow. "But whatever, as long as we're eating while I badger you into helping me with a little project of mine, I don't really care."

She sat down at a table and smiled up at him pleasantly for several moments, before grinning properly. "So, you know how my Aunt was murdered in my house, right," she asked, smoothing her features into neutrality. "Well I've decided that I might let Edgar have my house and buy a new one, and I was wondering if you'd help. What do you say?"