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Black Snow: Too much sour in here.
Eric: The kid is done patrolling.
Black Snow: Great.
Lightning Lad: Black Snow!
Black Snow: Lightning Lad. How....how goes it?
Lightning Lad: Like a city of ghosts. The regular scum and ruffians are out, but other than that it’s quiet. The bank explosion was a shock to everyone. Nobody knew. Nobody.
BS: Hm. Well. That’s the most irrelevant thing I’ve heard all night.
Lightning Lad: No, listen to my next news. I spoke to the man with the Hawaiian shirt. He says he knows who was behind it.
Eric: That was quick.
BS: Someone hiring us to look into this?
Lightning Lad: I thought perhaps an exception could be made. My father sent me to learn from you. So far our cases have been scaring off drunks for frightened women.
BS: Frightened women pay.
Lightning Lad: I thought perhaps we could...could do what’s right.
Eric: That’s a novel idea.
Eric: The kid is done patrolling.
Black Snow: Great.
Lightning Lad: Black Snow!
Black Snow: Lightning Lad. How....how goes it?
Lightning Lad: Like a city of ghosts. The regular scum and ruffians are out, but other than that it’s quiet. The bank explosion was a shock to everyone. Nobody knew. Nobody.
BS: Hm. Well. That’s the most irrelevant thing I’ve heard all night.
Lightning Lad: No, listen to my next news. I spoke to the man with the Hawaiian shirt. He says he knows who was behind it.
Eric: That was quick.
BS: Someone hiring us to look into this?
Lightning Lad: I thought perhaps an exception could be made. My father sent me to learn from you. So far our cases have been scaring off drunks for frightened women.
BS: Frightened women pay.
Lightning Lad: I thought perhaps we could...could do what’s right.
Eric: That’s a novel idea.
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