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Wild Emerald's flip phone goes off, playing her theme as its ringtone. She opens it and raises it to her ear.
>Ah, Surfer Girl! Call on time!
>Wild Emerald got fancy vodka for cocktails as Surfer Girl wanted. Bottle so expensive, though!
>Told shop employee Wild Emerald can carry it home. Will need to go back later to get juice and limes.
>No no, Wild Emerald can walk back home!
>Hmm...?
>What is...
>...
>...Nothing. Was nothing. Just plane in sky with advertisement.
The call ends. She looks behind her, and whatever was watching is gone. Must have been a figment of her imagination.
