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"No, honey, we're now not mad, are we, Jeffries?" "I am not," he stated in that careful voice of his. I realized that it was his model of Edward's voice going empty. I hadn't realized that I knew Olaf's voice that well. The elevator doors opened at last. Rufous pushed the door-open button and said, "Ladies first." I gave Becca a little push towards the door. She reached back for my hand. "You come with me." She had that cussed set to her face that reminded me of Peter. I gave her my left hand and let her lead me toward the doors, but I wasn't leaving besides Rufous and Olaf. I wasn't positive what was going on, however I wasn't letting the doorways shut in the back of me with them still inside--mainly because I did not recognize why Rufous had ridden to the rescue. It wasn't like him, a

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