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[kj1225]

"I don't know but I lost my favorite pants and I need to get to my room."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Eventually, after much Loirean legal wizardry, they agree to let Yukari work her own hours and pay her full time.

[Empiricist]

"You know, most people keep the keys to their room in their trousers."
"That was simply sublime Monsieur Pierrot!"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"If there's one thing I do apart from duel, it's practice law."

[kj1225]

"And my pants are in my room with the alien girl I brought along."

[Empiricist]

"Well, I believe the correct term to describe the current scenario is that you're fucked."
Thankfully he isn't seeing via his gun at the moment.
((So do they sign it?))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

They do sign it.

[kj1225]

Kyle rolls his eyes and runs down to his room before knocking on the door.

[Empiricist]

((He's knocking on his own door?))
"So, shall celebrations ensue?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

It swings open to reveal a sleeping Tabella, her clothes on the floor, and his pants.
"T-thanks guys....for being there f-for me.."

[kj1225]

Kyle enters closes the door and puts on his pants to hide unfortunate things.

[Empiricist]

Lucinda takes out the bottle of Dalaran red. "Well, this isn't champagne, but apparently it is quite good."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Tabella has a happy expression on her face and snuggles.

KYLE YOU DIRTY DIRTY CHILD
'Shall we head somewhere more fitting?"

[Empiricist]

"Why of course good sir! Where to?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Why, the Madmoiselle's cafe!"