Kieran grinned at Pretty Blonde, and gestured for her to sit down between him and Eileen. "I didn't say it wasn't bullshit," he said, "I said that it sounds like she really has gotten people together. Inner Eye or not, something's working." Perhaps Miss Valentine was just particularly good at cutting through the bullshit that people surrounded themselves with; that was a talent deserving of some level of awe.

"Drink of choice?" Kieran asked their new friend. And they were going to be friends; he'd already decided that as soon as she walked in the door.

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