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He quietly holds out a notepad and pencil, careful to not draw attention to them. The note read:             ‘Are you ok? Are they bothering you?’

He sneaked up beside her and poked her in the side and held out the notepad with a strangely obscure look of concern,      ‘There’s a shark in my car! Come quick!’ As soon as he was sure she had read it all he was quickly in pursuit for the door, looking over his shoulder and waving for her to follow. Outside, he dashed up to the car door and looked inside, an being he drives a truck, he looked down at her and lifted her up to his shoulder too peer in as well. Well, there certainly was a very large shark with a bow on its head and a ‘happy birthday’ shirt on (it took a while to wrestle it on).

I am Ava [txt] I believe this is yours miss. {image of a trapped Danny included}