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"I'm bad at accents if it makes you feel any better," Nenet offers, a soft huff soon following as the masseuse works on her shoulders; truth be told she rarely paid enough attention to place notable points about anyone. She has a distinctly poor habit of placing coworkers by hair colour alone that gets her into trouble more often than not.
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Her gaze casts askance as Aurelie continues to speak and Nenet blinks once before wincing at a pressed-upon knot.
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"Sure," she says after a beat of silence. "I suppose some might consider it luck." She doesn't. "I've never really thought about it before." There's an implied 'nor would I ever care' that's left unspoken, but still hangs on the air.
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A little beep from the nearby masseuse's watch signals the session's end. Giving her shoulders a good crack before sitting up, Nenet stretches briefly. She then slips into the supplied robe from the facility a hums a note of contentment as she checks her own phone for the time and any messages.
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Tapping a few things on the screen, she eventually says, "Looks like my spa day's run out." Flashing Aurelie a quick smile, Nenet offers with a wink, "If you ever stop by the Observatory ask if I'm there. I'll show you what to get at the cafeteria." She then stands to leave.
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"It was a pleasure to meet you, Aurelie. Enjoy the rest of your spa treatments!"

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