Re: Entrance
The fact that Thomas totally avoided the question didn't go unnoticed, so she chalked it up to the secret club thing and moved past it, trying not to feel left out again. But he was smiling at least, so that was something. "They have darts," she said, moving that way. "And they have a large...panda. Was that the kind of bear you had in mind? And no, something from Tiffany's is not the same as a panda bear you win with your own two hands and incredible skill." She paid the man behind the counter and took the darts from him, putting one in Thomas's hand. "Throw straight," she advised. "It's about four feet ahead." She looked down, and in the place where the dart had been lay a letter. She glanced around before picking it up. "Hey, there's another letter here for you. Different handwriting," she noted. "Want to know what it says?"