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Emishlon 
What kind of potion was it? A predictable question, that was. Too bad she had to think of more lies now. "Umm... put some rat's bogies in it... kitty cat whiskers... fizzing whizballs..." She racked her brain to think of more possible potion ingredients, but as she did so, her brain began to ache. "Some other stuff, too.. It turned green and fizzy and I drank it." Yea, in reality, would she have drunk it? Hellllll-to-the-NO.
Ainsley giggled. "I was only jokin', silly." She thwacked him playfully on the arm, without realizing she did it at first. "Oh, sorry." Shoot. She made up for it by rubbing his arm all better.
The brunette watched as his eyes wandered to her arms and guessed that it was something to do with her tattoos. They were sacred whenever it came to schooling so the fact that he could see them was a bad thing! Then again, maybe he was just looking at something behind her arm, so she didn't mention it. "Hullo, Paulie Foster. I'm Ainsley. Ainsley Piper." She didn't like telling people her full name on a first meeting, but if he was going to then fiiiinneeee..
Ainsley frowned, then tutted to herself. "My head hurts." She felt dizzy, but not because of the fake potion, but because of the fall she had just 'recovered' from. Looks like she hadn't fully recovered, and she fell to the floor again. Not badly, just so she was sitting. "I think I have concussion." Maybe a bit dramatic.
The further she went with the ingredients, the more Paulie thought twice about taking a potion from this girl. "
Sounds like you just winged it," Paulie commented, amused. This girl was crazy for just throwing random ingredients together and then drinking the result! "
You are brave for drinking that willingly," he nodded. Rat bogies... he wondered if you could taste those..
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Ohh." She was kidding! He grinned then and got smacked on the arm by her. Then she proceeded to apologize and rubbed it better. Hah! He couldn't put his finger on why, but he liked this crazy girl.
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Ainsley Piper? Wow, that's a really good name," he thought aloud. It just rolled off the tongue well, ya know? Like Paulie Foster, of course. It actually gave Paulie Foster a run for his money, and THAT said something.
Uh oh. She was complaining of a head ache? Hold up.. "
Isn't this just bouncy, uhh.." Bouncy what? "
Bouncy floors?" How did she hurt her head? Oh, wait. Maybe she snapped her neck or something... whiplash. Ehhh, that would be bad. A concussion?! "
You think you have a concussion?" Oh gosh, what would happen if she just fainted right here? Then what?! Okay, okay. Concussion test. Like in the films, right? He lifted his hand up and raised two fingers. "
How many fingers am I holding up?"
TWOOO. Please say 'two.'