[Honestly a far better outcome than she expected. And it doesn't seem like any airs are being put on. Maybe some people really are just that magnanimous.]
Yeah, uh — I was a bit of an asshole before. I shouldn't have made it your problem. So. Sorry about that. Let's do this properly? [She extends a hand over the table.]
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Well, aren't you a flatterer.
[Honestly a far better outcome than she expected. And it doesn't seem like any airs are being put on. Maybe some people really are just that magnanimous.]
Yeah, uh — I was a bit of an asshole before. I shouldn't have made it your problem. So. Sorry about that. Let's do this properly? [She extends a hand over the table.]
Camille Preaker.
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[ she sets her food down before she reaches over for the handshake. ]
It's nice to meet you properly, Miss Preaker. I'm Robin.
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[Sometimes a snap judgment helps you dodge a bullet. Especially knee deep in the shit.
Camille shakes, charmed by the ease and genteel manners.]
That's a pretty name. Your mom a fan of songbirds?
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I don't know. She may have been. I know she liked to sing.
the way i've had this tab open the whole time
Yeah, I read that. You're a singer, huh? [Camille smiles.] You've certainly got the glamour for it. What kind of music do you do?