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☮:An argument I think my muse would have with yours.
Coulson stared at the man in front of him. "I can't sign the papers to let you leave." It was a simple statement. "I've been told that you know too much, and I've been given the task of convincing you to stay."
✈:Our muses are on a plane together, by accident or choice. This is what happens.
"And, this is the Bus," he said, opening the cargo hold and walking past Lola with a proud smirk. "That's Lola," he said pointing to the Corvette. "My pride and joy." The big smile he was wearing when he turned to face Hogan again only exemplified that statement. "The rest of the team is on leave for the afternoon, so we've got time for a tour until they get back."











