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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Jan 12, 2012 22:50:51 GMT -5
"Hang on, hang on, I don't buy that!" Racetrack palmed the coin, hiding it from view. He could spot a bluff a mile away...usually. He'd been wrong before about people bluffing, but he would rather think he saw a bluff than get two-timed. "This is yours? The Mexican? And you says it's Spanish? It's Spanish, in'nit..." He looked at it quickly. "Yeah. From Spain. Must be." Racetrack glanced at her warily. "Coin's Spanish, you're Mexican. How come you're tellin' me it's yours?"
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Post by Sweetheart Snow on Jan 12, 2012 22:56:51 GMT -5
Sweetheart sighed. "My grandmother gave me that coin. It was made in Spain a long time ago. Believe me. I cannot lie. I suck at lying." she said.
She looked at Racetrack. "Where did you find the coin?" she asked again. She didn't know how it got in manhattan. Weird, she thought.
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Jan 13, 2012 0:34:07 GMT -5
Racetrack rolled his eyes. "You want it, take it." He flipped the coin into the air for her to catch. "You can't buy nothin' with Spanish money in New York. I don't care about it none." He crossed his arms over his chest.
"Found it right there," he nodded toward the crates. "Half-buried in dirt. Shouldn't have lost it, if it's so special." He still didn't know how a Mexican woman had gotten a Spanish coin minted in the last thirty or forty years, but he decided not to ask. What did he care, anyway? He wondered suddenly, "What're you doing around here, anyway?"
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Post by Sweetheart Snow on Jan 13, 2012 16:16:18 GMT -5
Sweetheart caught the coin. "Thank you." she said with a soft smile. She looked at the coin, wondering how it ended up in manhattan. She sighed. She needed to keep better track of her stuff.
She looked at racetrack. She heard him ask her something but she didn't quite catch his question. "What did you say?" she asked in slight confusion. She tilted her head to the side again.
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Post by Racetrack Higgins on Jan 31, 2012 20:07:32 GMT -5
Racetrack rolled his eyes. "I said what are you doin' here? Walkin' around Manhatten readin' a book. Can't you do that on your own turf?" He was honestly not as perturbed as he sounded, but he simply wanted an answer. He'd never dream of leaving Manhattan for no reason, so he couldn't think of anything that would bring this girl here.
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Post by Sweetheart Snow on Jan 31, 2012 20:13:39 GMT -5
Sweetheart blushed slightly. "I wander a lot. I just don't have anything better to do." she explained. "Sometimes I accidentally wander out of the Bronx." she added. She hoped she wouldn't get in trouble. That's the last thing she needed. She looked T Racetrack. He was really cute. Very sarcastic, but still real cute.
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