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Tommehbell 
She nodded, she didn't know what else he wanted her to say. "Just like that," she said. Maybe he was slow and didn't get it when she spoke fast or something. "Um I was 7 I think. Have no memory before I knocked on that door and they let me in. Isn't the queerest thing?" she asked him with a shrug of her thin shoulders. She grinned and returned his thumbs up. "Bowie is god," she said dreamily with a silly smile on her face. She loved him.
She made a sour face, "Why cant we keep the jewels?" she hated doing all the work and not getting any of the booty. That's how things went, she gathered with a sigh as she shook her head. "O capitan my capitan," she muttered. Well this was just getting better and better, they got a cup and bragging rights. Well bragging rights were important she agreed. "So how do we win this cup thing?" It was gold and shiny and that was enough for her.
Couldnt remember a thing? A brow went up on Salander's face.
"Yeah, yeah it is strange....." then she started to mention about Bowie and that distracted Salander from the unusualness of her beginnings
"Oh yeah definitely! And the Pistols! I swear Punk Rock wouldnt be what it is if not for them." One of the reasons why he LOVED the UK.
"Well, you gotta do homework, attend classes, good student-y stuff like that." he smirked
"But lotsa kids want to get the prize so really its a team effort." Which is really the only reason why he even bothers to do anything scholastic. He still wants that trophy no matter what.