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Emma didn’t answer Izzy. She really wasn’t sure she did want to sit down. She wasn’t sure that she wouldn’t rather just talk to Izzy, and gently flirt the way they had all the other times they had met up.

She couldn’t say that, though, not a crowd of people who she didn’t know, and not when these were obviously Izzy’s friends. Instead, she just nodded, and sat down when someone pushed out a chair for her.

Hopefully she would have a good time, and get on with everyone here.

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