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Mizuko had decided she was going to convince Amber to go out with her to a movie. When she asked earlier, Amber had mumbled something or other through her bedroom door that Mizuko chose to take as an affirmative. Now she was all dressed up in a nice brown and green skirt with black trim and a strapless top. She’d even managed one of those bras that were supposed to lend support without straps over the shoulder, though she was doubtful it was going to work very well. She hated the thing, but not only had she made the effort but she even made an attempt at a little makeup.
Amber hadn’t even come out of her room yet. Mizuko was about to plead with her that even if she wasn’t going to go to the movies, she at least had to come out for something to eat, when she heard the apartment door open. She turned away and took a couple steps down the short hall to where it opened into the large living and eating area.
Remy stood there, returning something to his suit coat pocket. He hadn’t noticed her yet, and there was a slight frown on his face.