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[conning]

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[abrightboy]

"Go to New York? Together?" He smiles again, but this one doesn't falter. He looks into the corner of the room. There's nobody there. "I'd like that. If my apartment is there, I can show you my paintings."

[conning]

Neal blinks in surprise at that. "You think it might be? I did some digging when I first got here to see if anyone I knew was in the city and turned up nothing."

[abrightboy]

“Oh. Well maybe it’s not. I guess you know what those paintings look like already anyway. Do you know where to stay on, um. An ADI salary?” he asks.

[conning]

“I also recognize Paris in a photograph. It’s hardly the same as being there.” His tone is teasing, though.

As for the latter question—“That would assume we’d choose a place based on our salaries.”

[abrightboy]

Malcolm looks intrigued.

“How else would we do that?”