Foggy reaches out an arm to touch Matt's to let him know where he'll be standing. Directly next to him. He still has his plate and loads it up again. "As long as most of what you bring is edible. I mean look at him. Wasting away. Poor Matt Murdock."
Matt hunches his shoulders and shakes his head like he has so man other times under teasing. It's always a give and take. "Do you have a sister or something, Verity? Did we get that far in the questioning? This is not a formal interrogation but it is good that you have your lawyer present."
Naive and exhausting and wonderful. However scared she is when he goes out at night, however furious she gets at him for scaring her, she'll always want him to be the big damn hero. It's the love/hate part of her love for him. Anyone who can save her from the Fimbulwinter in her heart deserves all her patience.
The apartment will be private enough for what she has in mind. She suspects there's a lock on the door and a bed someplace inside.
Ver leans in the doorway where Foggy had been. She doesn't mind a bit of do-si-do; tight quarters demand it and it's better than being crowded by someone she doesn't know yet. "I know. I try to feed him, but he's so stubborn sometimes. We'll just have to keep looking after him since he doesn't have the good sense to do it himself."
Does Foggy know yet that she knows? Has Matt told him about her? These things will need to be clarified. "I have two half-sisters, but they're in grade school and I've never actually met them, so I don't know if they can cook. Matt can't be my lawyer for the purposes of this informal interrogation. I'd never ask him to choose between his best from and me anyway. I'm inexperienced, not daft."
He will save her from anything that he can Fimbulwinter, Ragnarök and whatever else that comes. It's helpful to be a big damn hero in that case. Fists or no fists. Those late night calls and texts are what he uses to try and push back the fear.
Listening to his friend and his girl have an exchange makes him beam with pride. "You both know I'm right here. I can hear you." He could hear them a building away that's beside the point.
The plates are done but he stays still until Foggy is ready to move. When Matt said it was serious he let on that he can talk to Verity about everything. Everything. "Foggy!" The sister comment is a given but the rest?
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"Matty, the grown ups are talking." That's what he gets for talking up. Foggy is satisfied with his spread and turns to the doorway continuing the traffic jam.
So she knows. But does she know? It's not Foggy's responsibility to warn or prepare Matt's girlfriend for what she might find. Still there's a kind of hope that she'll bring to him some locking and screws that were knocked loose from his dear friend's brain.
"You're spicy! Ahaha! And uh I'm not really into that child bride thing. Guess I'll just have to add it to my Tinder wishlist." Okay now Matt gives him a solid thump from his dress shoe to Foggy's.
Ragnarök's not on her schedule. Just the icy hole in her heart that runs in the family. Talk about a history of cardiovascular disease. The calls and texts help; they're the only thing that's kept her from coming to check up on him every night.
"Geez, Matt, it's rude to interrupt." But she's smiling at him in that goofy way she does. However much Foggy may think Matt's wrapped around her finger, it's pretty clear, he's got her right in the palm of his hand. She's got it bad, this 'love' thing people are always talking about.
She steps aside to let Foggy pass, glancing briefly at his plate to see what he likes best. "Sorry to disappoint. I'm sure a charming fellow like yourself doesn't want for company." She can hear that thump, which gets Matt a brief look, and yes she knows he can't see it. "Besides, I'll keep you fed until then."
Some nights calls and texts are what bring Matt back because his head is still swept up in the momentum. Even while simply cordial to him, he never thought she was icy. Perhaps as sensitive as he is, his concept of cold personality is much closer to the ninth circle of hell.
"Sorry, I don't want to be rude. I'll be quiet now." Wiggle of his brow and all.
He can't see looks. They're implied. With Verity he can hear her tilt her head ever so much. "You can count on that for sure, buddy." Sharing food, staying in good company.
The thump only means that Foggy is poking in exactly the right places he'd like to. Just for Matt. Verity, from their brief exchange and his assessment, can take it. Whoever has who wrapped over what, he has a feeling that she can get through to Mr. Murdock.
"Be good or you won't get second slices of pie!" Or...what did Verity bring again? Foggy grins and shakes his head. He gives Verity a light, friendly elbow. "Glad you're on board and up for the challenge. He's a handful."
Behind him Matt lets out an exaggerated sigh. Now he can hand Verity her plate.
I hate Elektra rn but also kinda hope she and Frank get together like in the comics.
He's always brought out her sunny side. It's the poetry. Poetry is a feast for her starving soul and he makes it all true. Maybe that's what lets her get through to Matt when even Foggy can't. That and the dancing.
She brought tarts, which are like pies, so close enough. The elbowing startles a little sound from her, surprised but not upset; nothing for Matt to worry about. She's learning to adapt to these things. "Yeah, he is, but he's worth it."
Verity takes the offered plate and slides her free arm around Matt's waist so she can cuddle into his side. "I like him." To answer the unaskable question. "Now, come on, you heard him: I have to feed you and take care of you. It's official. I'm not one to disobey orders from your best friend."
But there will be a brief delay for kisses. Just one or two little ones.
i saw that was a thing now! 8D it's a cute deadly ship!! 1/1
They have words and motions. And the truth. That usually drives people apart. Matt thrives on shadow and half truth to get by in the day to day. Knowing that someone can see you, really see you is like standing in full light. There's the real freedom after to express himself with the poetry, with the dance.
Her startle does make him lift his brow. Foggy would never hurt her. And Verity would never ever be put someplace she'd be close to harm.
Her startle does make him lift his brow. Foggy would never hurt her. And Verity would never ever be put someplace she'd be close to harm. Mr. Nelson starts some too and clears his throat to recover. He mutters something like "crazy kids" as he heads back to the conference room. Without looking, and it's with no skill like Matt's, he knows they're going to stand and kiss and be cute.
"I like him too. All the time." Even with his particular eccentricities, but don't they all. "Just don't let him think he can actually order you."
With a plate of food waiting he still is happily wrapped up in her kiss. One, two... they're starting to get addicting. He sighs.
Truth only drives people apart if there's been lies. Truth from the start brings people together, and that's what they've had. Mostly. Enough to make the parts that weren't statistically insignificant. It gives them both a safe space in which to express themselves to each other, to reveal the things they keep so hidden.
She knows that Foggy would never hurt her and that Matt wouldn't leave her side if he thought she were in the slightest danger, and now she's feeling self-conscious. She'd been trying so hard to pretend she's normal, so Matt's friends wouldn't think badly of her, and boy did that not last long.
The kisses are so soothing, it's tempting to linger for more than that sweet pair. Later. They can go back to the kisses later. "Honey, I don't let you give me orders, what makes you think I'd like him get away with it? C'mon, do you want to sit with your friends while we eat?"
This furthers the notion that Verity is a safe place personified. The facts, the truth are in plain sight. He won't hide them from her. Not with intention. Matt is only human. A few get by now and then if he's careless. Knowing what it does to Verity and knowing that he loves and respects her too much to even try something so stupid he can't really remember the last time he pulled a fast one in a large degree.
"Hey," her heart rate and tension don't go unnoticed. "You're okay. Everything's okay," he whispers. Matt brushes his lips against her temple since they're still that close. His plate is held aside just so. Normal is overrated.
"Anybody can try but it sure doesn't mean it will come to pass." He tilts his head and leads the way to their modest conference room.
Karen pauses and lifts her eyes from Foggy. Whatever they were talking about isn't near as important as grinning and being welcoming. "Foggy, here." She scoots her placing and they play musical chairs to make room for Matt and Verity to sit side by side.
Foggy has his fork half lifted to his mouth when it's rushed to start the move. There's something akin to the March Hare and Mad Hatter moving down at their table for clean cups with the zeal.
Matt grins in adoration and embarrassment. He loves them so.
Perhaps Verity hasn't yet picked up on the vibe that the Nelson faction is having its own bouts of self-consciousness. She isn't alone. "We're plenty merry as it is. And that's during working hours." He's about to lift his fork again when he pauses, "has he ever taken you to Josie's?"
They both slip up sometimes. Life has taught them to hide for their own protection, and it's hard to let go of that false sense of safety. But when they do mess up, they fix it. And that's good too. That's real safety: knowing you'll always have a chance to make things better.
Verity sighs and leans into the reassurances. How she hopes he's right. The odds of their relationship surviving if these people don't like her are slim, and she can do the math. He's with them all day, and she's lucky to see her once a week these days. It's not the most reassuring pattern for him to fall into, considering. She knows he loves her. But she's seen how often that isn't enough.
"'Try' is the keyword."
Into the conference room they go; she hangs back, watching Karen and Foggy shuffle themselves around. Matt can sit while she gets them drinks. Lovely lemonade. "Josie's? No. Not yet." Ver sits, resting a hand on Matt's shoulder for a moment. "Favorite bar?"
The fact that there is not only the understanding but chances, multiple chances, there is no other feeling like that on earth. Not a day goes by that doesn't make his prayer list of things to be grateful for. Now that he has this, he won't let go and would say with stubborn certainty that is a standing judgment with or without Foggy and Karen. With is preferred, not required in Murdock logic. How could they not like her is the real question in his brain.
He sits and is purposely slow to get around to eating waiting for Verity to settle. "Thank you, sweetheart."
Reading into Karen's tone, Foggy's too he's confident that everything is fine. "Ah, well, Josie's has a place close to our hearts, budget and uh proximity closeness." Matt tilts his head and lifts his shoulder to touch his cheek to Verity's hand for just a second.
Karen smiles and shakes her head. Her plate is clean but the gang is all here. And their caseload isn't calling anyone away. "It's not exactly the prettiest or cleanest place on the planet but portions are generous and there's always room for more."
Already she is perking up at the idea of female company. Which isn't to say that Matt and Foggy haven't been considerate of her in conversation, Karen Page has felt a real lacking of sisterhood in her life.
"It's my favorite bar," he sends a sidelong took to Karen and then has to clear his throat and TSK in Matt's direction for not admitting as much immediately. "We did Josie a solid to help keep the lights on. She's incredibly grateful. That's usually where we get the most merry with drinks." Which brings about Matt's point to matching their budget. Hah. Well.
Verity doesn't make daily lists of things she's grateful for (surprising as that may be, given her general organizational skills), but Matt's at the very top of any list of good things she might make. She has no gods to thank for him, no saints or angels to ask for help; just her hands and her mind and her heart to make a life with him, if he'll let her.
"You're welcome," she murmurs, fingertips rising to linger on his cheek. Touching him is so distracting; she looks honestly surprised when the others speak up again. She might have forgotten they were in the room. "Ah. Well. When I'm in the neighborhood, yeah. That'd be nice." Unspoken is the fact she'll only come if Matt invites her. She's not going to crash friendship time. Work is different.
Poor Karen. Verity also knows the feelings of a lack of female friendship. There's Samus of course, but she's not the most feminine companion. Karen seems nice so far and Matt says she's smart and funny. Winning traits in Verity's book. They'll have to find time for some girlie bonding things soon. There's got to be a decent nail salon somewhere in the neighborhood.
There is a topic that does not have an organization in her life? Inconceivable!
The return he soaks up completely, utterly. Matt has spent a good deal of his life on his own and it's left a vacancy that has been staggering to some. Verity's gratefulness and all of herself have been giving him a sense of completion like no other.
"There's always room at Josie's place. There's always room for you. If you're in the neighborhood." If. More like when as far as he's concerned.
Matt with all his super senses can't see that they're being watched. And it's with approving gazes. For a few seconds they're in their own little world. Karen finds herself a little wistful but it's plain to see that the distant object of her affection is very happy. In return, it is easing to see that Verity is just as wrapped up in him. What's life without what could have beens?
And Verity. The more she sees her, the more she wants to get to know her. Karen has always had an appreciation for people with eccentricities. That's what brought her into the heart of Nelson and Murdock full time. There's a decent nail salon trip in the future!
"I don't think Matt mentioned where you live, Verity. Close by?" Mr. Murdock clears his throat and focuses on chewing. That detail of how Nexus works... why he needed it that's a little more complicated to work out.
Finally, finally it seems like Matty has found someone who adores him and isn't detrimental to every other aspect of his life. Foggy's a believer. So don't go looking at him for any scorn. Verity is already showing winning qualities in the thoughtfulness department. Seeing the unspoken moment it's sweet.
Also really apparent that Matt is probably going to skip work early or something.
"She lives uptown, that's what you said right, buddy?" Not another dimension. Whoops.
Oh, it's organized, it's just not redone daily. She does it right the first time and makes changes as necessary. It saves so much time for more important things like spoiling Matt.
It's easy to be grateful for someone like him. Her own life was so empty in so many ways, and floods of grief and misery washed over everything good she tried to collect so many times. She's been flooded and washed clean and she hopes to any god who'll listen that he'll be more durable. It's easy to believe he will be when he reacts so eagerly to a little touch.
That's close enough to an invitation for her. "When," she repeats softly. He knows she'll be there.
Oh. So he hasn't told them about that. Matt can hear how nervous the question makes her, but she's prepared for this. "I used to live in the upper east side, but I don't really live in the city right now." A beat. "I'm sure a lot of people moved out of town after... what happened."
Not a lie, but a gentle guiding away from subjects they're not prepared to discuss yet.
"I'm in the city to work and to see Matt as often as possible. Maybe someday I'll be ready to come back on a full-time basis."
Matt has had to be his own drive for light and goodness. There's been loss. Of course. Verity has given him a stability he never knew he lacked or needed. Growing up alone, training alone, working alone... It was what he did. Her flood reached his shores and now it's his newest effort in life is to make her happy, keep her safe.
"...tomorrow?" The question is thrown her way with a wry smile. Near apologetic in this context. He did not bring it up to Karen or Foggy, it's true. The gap in his thoughts is filled with lemonade.
"I end up to be the busier party." He adds because it's sad but true. "I hope that full-time status is sooner than later."
Karen's smile brightens at the idea of drinks and pool with Verity in the mix. Yes! This is exactly what she had in mind. It doesn't last long. She's a tender heart. The idea of having The Incident touch her life too. She lightly puts a hand to her chest and nods. "Of course, no one would blame you. I think that the city benefits from having people like you willing to come back."
"How about we coordinate the drinks around your schedule. I mean, you're the one with the commute. This is our neighborhood." Meaning that tomorrow is absolutely good for Foggy. He is getting to the end of his plate and has slowed up.
"Hell's Kitchen isn't great looking, it's rough and has earned its reputation but you wouldn't be coming on in without friends."
He said the f word. Matt nudges Verity's foot under the table.
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Matt hunches his shoulders and shakes his head like he has so man other times under teasing. It's always a give and take. "Do you have a sister or something, Verity? Did we get that far in the questioning? This is not a formal interrogation but it is good that you have your lawyer present."
AHHH This show. :O
Naive and exhausting and wonderful. However scared she is when he goes out at night, however furious she gets at him for scaring her, she'll always want him to be the big damn hero. It's the love/hate part of her love for him. Anyone who can save her from the Fimbulwinter in her heart deserves all her patience.
The apartment will be private enough for what she has in mind. She suspects there's a lock on the door and a bed someplace inside.
Ver leans in the doorway where Foggy had been. She doesn't mind a bit of do-si-do; tight quarters demand it and it's better than being crowded by someone she doesn't know yet. "I know. I try to feed him, but he's so stubborn sometimes. We'll just have to keep looking after him since he doesn't have the good sense to do it himself."
Does Foggy know yet that she knows? Has Matt told him about her? These things will need to be clarified. "I have two half-sisters, but they're in grade school and I've never actually met them, so I don't know if they can cook. Matt can't be my lawyer for the purposes of this informal interrogation. I'd never ask him to choose between his best from and me anyway. I'm inexperienced, not daft."
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Listening to his friend and his girl have an exchange makes him beam with pride. "You both know I'm right here. I can hear you." He could hear them a building away that's beside the point.
The plates are done but he stays still until Foggy is ready to move. When Matt said it was serious he let on that he can talk to Verity about everything. Everything. "Foggy!" The sister comment is a given but the rest?
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So she knows. But does she know? It's not Foggy's responsibility to warn or prepare Matt's girlfriend for what she might find. Still there's a kind of hope that she'll bring to him some locking and screws that were knocked loose from his dear friend's brain.
"You're spicy! Ahaha! And uh I'm not really into that child bride thing. Guess I'll just have to add it to my Tinder wishlist." Okay now Matt gives him a solid thump from his dress shoe to Foggy's.
THIS SHOW WHYYYYY
"Geez, Matt, it's rude to interrupt." But she's smiling at him in that goofy way she does. However much Foggy may think Matt's wrapped around her finger, it's pretty clear, he's got her right in the palm of his hand. She's got it bad, this 'love' thing people are always talking about.
She steps aside to let Foggy pass, glancing briefly at his plate to see what he likes best. "Sorry to disappoint. I'm sure a charming fellow like yourself doesn't want for company." She can hear that thump, which gets Matt a brief look, and yes she knows he can't see it. "Besides, I'll keep you fed until then."
aaallll the emotions 1/2
"Sorry, I don't want to be rude. I'll be quiet now." Wiggle of his brow and all.
He can't see looks. They're implied. With Verity he can hear her tilt her head ever so much. "You can count on that for sure, buddy." Sharing food, staying in good company.
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"Be good or you won't get second slices of pie!" Or...what did Verity bring again? Foggy grins and shakes his head. He gives Verity a light, friendly elbow. "Glad you're on board and up for the challenge. He's a handful."
Behind him Matt lets out an exaggerated sigh. Now he can hand Verity her plate.
I hate Elektra rn but also kinda hope she and Frank get together like in the comics.
She brought tarts, which are like pies, so close enough. The elbowing startles a little sound from her, surprised but not upset; nothing for Matt to worry about. She's learning to adapt to these things. "Yeah, he is, but he's worth it."
Verity takes the offered plate and slides her free arm around Matt's waist so she can cuddle into his side. "I like him." To answer the unaskable question. "Now, come on, you heard him: I have to feed you and take care of you. It's official. I'm not one to disobey orders from your best friend."
But there will be a brief delay for kisses. Just one or two little ones.
i saw that was a thing now! 8D it's a cute deadly ship!! 1/1
Her startle does make him lift his brow. Foggy would never hurt her. And Verity would never ever be put someplace she'd be close to harm.
Her startle does make him lift his brow. Foggy would never hurt her. And Verity would never ever be put someplace she'd be close to harm. Mr. Nelson starts some too and clears his throat to recover. He mutters something like "crazy kids" as he heads back to the conference room. Without looking, and it's with no skill like Matt's, he knows they're going to stand and kiss and be cute.
"I like him too. All the time." Even with his particular eccentricities, but don't they all. "Just don't let him think he can actually order you."
With a plate of food waiting he still is happily wrapped up in her kiss. One, two... they're starting to get addicting. He sighs.
It's kind of frightening sometimes.
She knows that Foggy would never hurt her and that Matt wouldn't leave her side if he thought she were in the slightest danger, and now she's feeling self-conscious. She'd been trying so hard to pretend she's normal, so Matt's friends wouldn't think badly of her, and boy did that not last long.
The kisses are so soothing, it's tempting to linger for more than that sweet pair. Later. They can go back to the kisses later. "Honey, I don't let you give me orders, what makes you think I'd like him get away with it? C'mon, do you want to sit with your friends while we eat?"
oh i can imagine, yes 1/3
"Hey," her heart rate and tension don't go unnoticed. "You're okay. Everything's okay," he whispers. Matt brushes his lips against her temple since they're still that close. His plate is held aside just so. Normal is overrated.
"Anybody can try but it sure doesn't mean it will come to pass." He tilts his head and leads the way to their modest conference room.
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"The more the merrier!"
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Matt grins in adoration and embarrassment. He loves them so.
Perhaps Verity hasn't yet picked up on the vibe that the Nelson faction is having its own bouts of self-consciousness. She isn't alone. "We're plenty merry as it is. And that's during working hours." He's about to lift his fork again when he pauses, "has he ever taken you to Josie's?"
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Verity sighs and leans into the reassurances. How she hopes he's right. The odds of their relationship surviving if these people don't like her are slim, and she can do the math. He's with them all day, and she's lucky to see her once a week these days. It's not the most reassuring pattern for him to fall into, considering. She knows he loves her. But she's seen how often that isn't enough.
"'Try' is the keyword."
Into the conference room they go; she hangs back, watching Karen and Foggy shuffle themselves around. Matt can sit while she gets them drinks. Lovely lemonade. "Josie's? No. Not yet." Ver sits, resting a hand on Matt's shoulder for a moment. "Favorite bar?"
oohhhh that's good ;0; 1/3
He sits and is purposely slow to get around to eating waiting for Verity to settle. "Thank you, sweetheart."
Reading into Karen's tone, Foggy's too he's confident that everything is fine. "Ah, well, Josie's has a place close to our hearts, budget and uh proximity closeness." Matt tilts his head and lifts his shoulder to touch his cheek to Verity's hand for just a second.
2/3
Already she is perking up at the idea of female company. Which isn't to say that Matt and Foggy haven't been considerate of her in conversation, Karen Page has felt a real lacking of sisterhood in her life.
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"You should definitely come with us."
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"You're welcome," she murmurs, fingertips rising to linger on his cheek. Touching him is so distracting; she looks honestly surprised when the others speak up again. She might have forgotten they were in the room. "Ah. Well. When I'm in the neighborhood, yeah. That'd be nice." Unspoken is the fact she'll only come if Matt invites her. She's not going to crash friendship time. Work is different.
Poor Karen. Verity also knows the feelings of a lack of female friendship. There's Samus of course, but she's not the most feminine companion. Karen seems nice so far and Matt says she's smart and funny. Winning traits in Verity's book. They'll have to find time for some girlie bonding things soon. There's got to be a decent nail salon somewhere in the neighborhood.
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The return he soaks up completely, utterly. Matt has spent a good deal of his life on his own and it's left a vacancy that has been staggering to some. Verity's gratefulness and all of herself have been giving him a sense of completion like no other.
"There's always room at Josie's place. There's always room for you. If you're in the neighborhood." If. More like when as far as he's concerned.
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And Verity. The more she sees her, the more she wants to get to know her. Karen has always had an appreciation for people with eccentricities. That's what brought her into the heart of Nelson and Murdock full time. There's a decent nail salon trip in the future!
"I don't think Matt mentioned where you live, Verity. Close by?" Mr. Murdock clears his throat and focuses on chewing. That detail of how Nexus works... why he needed it that's a little more complicated to work out.
3/3
Also really apparent that Matt is probably going to skip work early or something.
"She lives uptown, that's what you said right, buddy?" Not another dimension. Whoops.
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It's easy to be grateful for someone like him. Her own life was so empty in so many ways, and floods of grief and misery washed over everything good she tried to collect so many times. She's been flooded and washed clean and she hopes to any god who'll listen that he'll be more durable. It's easy to believe he will be when he reacts so eagerly to a little touch.
That's close enough to an invitation for her. "When," she repeats softly. He knows she'll be there.
Oh. So he hasn't told them about that. Matt can hear how nervous the question makes her, but she's prepared for this. "I used to live in the upper east side, but I don't really live in the city right now." A beat. "I'm sure a lot of people moved out of town after... what happened."
Not a lie, but a gentle guiding away from subjects they're not prepared to discuss yet.
"I'm in the city to work and to see Matt as often as possible. Maybe someday I'll be ready to come back on a full-time basis."
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"...tomorrow?" The question is thrown her way with a wry smile. Near apologetic in this context. He did not bring it up to Karen or Foggy, it's true. The gap in his thoughts is filled with lemonade.
"I end up to be the busier party." He adds because it's sad but true. "I hope that full-time status is sooner than later."
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For work and for Matt.
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"Hell's Kitchen isn't great looking, it's rough and has earned its reputation but you wouldn't be coming on in without friends."
He said the f word. Matt nudges Verity's foot under the table.
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