[The door slides open, and Clara beams up at him. She’s dressed similarly, albeit with a regulation sports bra sitting over her hourglass hips. The room behind her is larger than the standard, meant for more than one occupant, and littered with absolutely zero personal effects, aside from her magboots abandoned next to a chair.]
Hiya, stranger. [She waggles her fingers.] Come here often?
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Hiya, stranger. [She waggles her fingers.] Come here often?