Making Plans
Nothing happened last night on the front of kidnapped magicians-- at least, as far as we knew. We did stop a carjacking in Germantown, but we didn't hear anything from Quint.
Judy and I, for the first time since vacation, actually ended up talking about our plans for a date again. We'd tried a few times before, but couldn't find the right time for it. We finally set everything up, though: tomorrow, we meet outside the Reading Terminal Market at 11. After that, a walk about Philly and whatever comes to us.
Here's hoping it all works out... and, by saying that, I've just invited Fate to fuck me over. Great.
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