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(( so that is what happened on the ship wtf this is actually cool ))

               ‘ HAHAHA! Hey now, it was                  only a little JOKE. Why, I                  barely even tapped YOU. ’    

                “I-it’s the plotline. I mean, if you think about it, it has so many plotholes I don’t know where to begin.”

        ❝ COINCI– oh, Jane, James.                                   What are you             doing in a  jungle  anyway? ❞

            “I, uh—I don’t really have a favourite. Just              ANY is fine with me. I’ve never actually              tried white hot chocolate… I think I’ll have              to change that.”

{ Well done!!! I’m so pleased for you c: }

[Dick was very appreciative of having the opportunity to wait for his luggage to pass through the baggage carousel.  Luckily, the boredom went away as he saw an Englishwoman being dragged along the conveyor belt by the hem of her dress.  The spy chuckled at the sight before walking up to her.]

“Don’t worry I got ya, but before I do anything, my name is Jesse!”

[Agent 37 said as he extended his hand for a greeting and followed her around the baggage carousel.]

     SHE YANKED WITH all her might at her dress, though it wouldn’t      free itself, && the sound of fabric ripping made her stop. This was      one of her favourite dresses, she couldn’t possibly ruin it! 

          ❝ Oh, uhm, I’m Jane-- can you uhh, oh hello. ❞

“Really? That sounds so wonderful. My father is in an inventor. I wonder if their paths had ever crossed at these conventions of theirs? I’ve only been to a few. They aren’t really for me. It’s always so terribly crowded.” Belle replied, tilting her head in question. “The Eiffel Tower is taller than Big Ben, isn’t it? I can’t imagine it would be very tall then.”