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[conning]

"It's Caffrey. Remember the value of plausible deniability. I'll get back to you."

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[verticalwall]

That sound great! You're the best. It's kind of crazy that you can just, like, ask about things and mostly people will help here?

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[conning]

[A quiet chuckle.] Yeah, it's one of the nice things about this place. Did you come from somewhere questions didn't get answered?

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[verticalwall]

Oh, geeze. I mean, I'd have to ask questions in the first place.

[ Allan is moving towards the library right now, looking his usual anxious self as he wanders down the hall to the correct place. He still doesn't really know what's up with camera angels so it all looks very blair witch. ]

[conning]

"Be right over."

He has more questions himself, now, but they can wait. Neal doesn't have a long walk--the library is close to his cabin I think. So Allan isn't there for more than a couple of minutes before he arrives himself.

"Allan?"

[verticalwall]

Let's repeat the process: "Hi, Neal! Wow, you look even more like a Ken in person."

[conning]

"Thank you." He thinks? The thanks is accompanied by a slight grin he hides behind one hand.

"Let's talk while we head for the poetry. What's got you interested?"

[verticalwall]

"Ken, mostly." It's a nice, firm nod. But he should probably elaborate.

"It's part of my homework that Eiffel's helping me with, and it's kind of fun to think of words that rhyme. I'm not used to that. The thinking part." A pause. "Well, no, I do that a lot, probably too much, but I guess, the, uh, imagination part?"

[conning]

Neal manages to not laugh. He manages, even, to listen with a completely straight face, because this truly is like a conversation with one of his after-school kids.

"The homework-- it was figuring out things you like, right? Something along those lines?"