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[enduresurvive]

She laughs, because the murder clown thing seems absolutely ridiculous to her. Of course she doesn't think he meant it literally, but it's just an absurd image. She's seen some old movies, but she avoids the horror kind, so that's a pop culture reference that isn't in her databank.

"Come on. You and I could totally take a clown," she says. "I got a knife, you got some unreliable fireballs or something. No biggie."

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"And telekinesis. Technically."

Which, honestly, Eliot doesn't think is that impressive. He's been around people with way cooler disciplines and talents that are significantly less traumatizing. At least, as far as he's concerned.

"Okay. Great. I'll ... Wait and see if anyone else wants to come along, then we can figure out when to go. My schedule's pretty wide open, so."

[enduresurvive]

Ellie's eyes go a little wide at that mention.

"Telekinesis? Whoa, really? But, right, it doesn't work right so you can't even show me, is that how it goes?" That surprise settles into cynicism; it's easy enough to say you can do magic, but she's never seen magic in real life. She can't quite believe him.

"Either way, um...I'm at 1304 Phillips. There's a phone, but honestly I don't know the number. Phones don't work where I'm from. But it's easy to find."

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"1304 Phillips."

Eliot nods, but he knows himself well enough to know he probably won't remember that. He excuses himself for a second and goes to the phone, where an address book is sitting, and promptly scribbles down her name and the address.

"If you're not around I'll slip a note under the door or something. Why this place couldn't give us cellphones is beyond me."

[enduresurvive]

She watches him go. Writing it down makes sense to her. She's only seen busted up phones, never a working one.

"Yeah, okay. Just sign your name or whatever. Wait, you got magic and cellphones? That's not even fucking fair," she says. She wonders if magic cellphones are cooler than the regular ones. But then, the regular ones seem pretty magical to her in theory. The whole internet thing, which she's only heard of, sounds impossible. Maybe even cooler than fireballs.