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Rosie-Claire blinked at Leek, who had an attempt at a smile on their face. Her voice was incredulous as she spoke, “You want me to live in a van with a random woman you know and solve mysteries?”
“Well!” Leek protested, “It sounds creepy when you put it like that”
Rosie-Claire just stared at him.
“You said you wanted to do something good, and my friend Neo is a private investigator”
She rubbed her brown eye, the other hidden underneath an eyepatch, “And the van?”
“It’s a Detecting Device!”
Rosie-Claire was still not sure why he agreed to this, but he’d gotten his hair done, green locs, and packed a bag to take in the van.
“You must be Rosie!”
“Rosie-Claire.”
“Right, right!” The woman had slightly tanned skin, and neon pink hair that stood up in spikes, “I’m Neo! Welcome to the van.”
Rosie-Claire nodded at her, and stepped in.
You know. She could see this working out.