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Originally Posted by Ivy Nienna 
Running a weary hand through his haphazard white hair, Quizzit leaned forward in his stool at the sound of a young voice. They were certainly getting smaller it seemed. This one at least seemed prepared with her key at the ready....but she was forgetting one very important thing.
"Aaaaaaand your name?" He asked with a wily smirk. He could be getting along in his years but he did still have a basic sense of humor. Most days at least.
Serena blushed "My name's Serena Margaret Fawcett"
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'Careful there, Miss Fawcett.'
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