[it is an ordinary day, or at least as ordinary as the days ever are in the city of l.i.e.s., when a dapper young warlock comes swanning up to sally's place of employment. he has little trouble finding it; jonathan has done quite well with advertising the institute; ambrose has never been here, but he finds it highly recognizable once he's inside.
he asks for her by name, making no secret of it; she might hear of him before he actually lays eyes upon her. it won't be too long before he's wandered and bothered enough to come converging on her down the institute's sleek, bright modern hallways, calling her name.]
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he asks for her by name, making no secret of it; she might hear of him before he actually lays eyes upon her. it won't be too long before he's wandered and bothered enough to come converging on her down the institute's sleek, bright modern hallways, calling her name.]
Hello! Hello, Miss Sally Timms?