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Go Go's eyes flirted around her computer screen. She clicked the refresh button again multiple times, as if he might have replied back if she clicked it for the hundredth time. He didn't and Go Go groaned under her breath. It had been going fine, and Go Go was looking forward to a loan for her project. Sure Harold De Vil had somewhat of a reputation, but he had seemed cordial when she first talked to him.
So, back to her solid 'job'. Tutoring. She had a new student today, in calculus  which was easy enough. The derivatives and integrals always got parents angsty, seeing that it wasn't something that you could exactly learn, yet there was a fair bit of formulas interwoven. Lots of conceptual stuff, generally speaking.
Go Go's materials were already set up around her laptop at the empty table. She was glancing up every now and then, when she finally saw a youngish looking blondie. A half-wave, in case it actually wasn't who she was looking for. "Are you Dash Parr?"
