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Anyone who had been in the Tavern long enough knew that the bickering between the Lenoir Twins was nothing to be concerned about. It happened to be a favourite past time of theirs - Brie, the elder, would run her mouth off about something or other and Felix, the younger, would reply with few word phrases, then she would shoot back and continue running her mouth, and on and on it went. Today, as they sat at their table near the bar, things went no different.
“I’m telling you, the journal did something weird today!”
“It’s a magical journal. It’s always doing something weird.”
“No, like, weirder than weird! Out of the extraordinary! Something that it hasn’t done before! Don’t tell me yours did didn’t do the same?”
“Fine. I won’t.”
Brie let out a frustrated groan, throwing her head back and sinking farther into the seat. “You’re hopeless.”
“I’m aware,” Felix responded, taking another sip of tea.
At a nearby table, she spotted another familiar face, another that hadn’t left this magical place yet. “Zhu-Zhu!” She called out to the woman. “Help me out here! Please tell me your journal did something weird today!”
