Oh? [Astrid quirks an eyebrow as her eyes dart over those nice clothes, but that's not a fight worth picking.] It's nothing like that. As a matter of fact, I don't want anything from you.
[She minces her way back to the other chair and takes a seat.]
My name's Astrid. I'm an investigative reporter for the Drinuin Post. The women and men you met upstairs are a group of-- well, I guess if I called them vigilantes I'd get a better story out of it. But they're a careful bunch so they like to be sure that they've got the right man before... [She trails off and taps her chin, searching for the right phrasing.] Before they finish their job. [She flashes Melissa a blinding smile.]
That's where I come in. I'm your neutral third party, and it's my job is to make sure I get the truth about what really happened. Does that all make sense so far?
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[She minces her way back to the other chair and takes a seat.]
My name's Astrid. I'm an investigative reporter for the Drinuin Post. The women and men you met upstairs are a group of-- well, I guess if I called them vigilantes I'd get a better story out of it. But they're a careful bunch so they like to be sure that they've got the right man before... [She trails off and taps her chin, searching for the right phrasing.] Before they finish their job. [She flashes Melissa a blinding smile.]
That's where I come in. I'm your neutral third party, and it's my job is to make sure I get the truth about what really happened. Does that all make sense so far?