[The compliment flatters her more than she expects it to. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she realizes how ridiculous this is: she, Jude Duarte -- spy, kingmaker, and all-around tough cookie -- warm and fuzzy over praise from a total stranger.
But here they are anyway. She blames the laced gummies.] Thank you.
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But here they are anyway. She blames the laced gummies.] Thank you.
How did you know all the hats were empty?