March 31st, 2009


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[info]essayel
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Afternoon, Vine Square, Ricky and Amarie


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The guy with the puff of blond hair, the quite old one, was hanging about as usual as Amarie walked across the Square to the ATM machine.

She nodded and grinned at him, "Hi Ricky," before putting her shopping bags down by the machine and fishing her card from her pocket. It was a Platinum one - the bank had changed it - and the limit was huge!

She chuckled as she took out more cash and checked her balance - still ridiculous despite the money she had moved around, despite what she had spent - reading the little slip of paper with a smile as she picked up the bags and headed for home.

She put the card and the paper in her pocket, nodded to the man again and walked on.