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i stared at him, eyebrow cocked. “…skating… like at rockafeller? or in-line?” he wasn’t suprised r turned him down, he always did, but skating was definitely new. “why?”
"Oh, Rockafeller is where it’s at,” R said cheerfully. “At least that’s what a tour guide said the other day. Been in New York for a few years now, but I’ve still got things to check off my list. Besides, can always neuralize anyone who sees me fall on my ass.” He tilted his head at I. “Can you skate? Come with.”












