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It's Marie's favorite dojo, the one she haunts when she gets bored.
Dolores is there.
Shaniqua is there.
And now Marie is there too, entering through the big front door.
How Dolores figured out this place may have to remain a mystery for other day and time.
Dolores: Stop. Stay there.
๑ Marie: Huh? Wh-
Dolores: Stay there.
The wish granter's voice doesn't strike Marie as threatening... but the fact that she's talking loud enough to ensure she hears seems to bear some meaning. So she stops.
๑ Marie: Ok, first of all: Thanks so, SO fucking much for finding my sister.
Dolores doesn't answer.
๑ Marie: And you, well...
Marie looks at Shaniqua, who almost cowers behind Dolores.
๑ Marie: I really, reaaaally don't know what to tell you, girl...
Neither Dolores nor Shaniqua respond. Marie takes it as her cue.
๑ Marie: Right. Why do I have to stand here?
Dolores: Your sister Shaniqua meets all the requirements to become a Magical Girl.
๑ Marie: ...
The distance is slowly starting to make sense. Dolores remains composed, and, as usual, already transformed. If it wasn't for that tie and some of the other majestic details, her magical form would almost pass for a normal business suit.
Dolores: I want her included in our Witch hunt tomorrow.
Slowly, Marie is swallowing implications.
Dolores: Marie-Antoinette: what are you going to do?
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