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Tommehbell Maddox nodded, "Well ain't that a pip," she told him. He didn't seem to want to be bothered but Maddox didn't want to be alone so they were at a crossroads. "So where do you hail from Sir Langtry?" she asked pulling a piece of droobles gum out of her pocket and slipping it into her mouth.
The questioning didn't seem to be ceasing which sparked his own curiosty he tucked the leather bound journal securely into the inner pocket of his robe and shifted his legs off the arm of the chair to the floor sohe was sitting properly. " Reykjavík, Iceland." He answered " What about you Miss. Jones?"