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 Business, as usual., TAG: Alice.
Seth Ashbourne
Posted: Jul 9 2013, 04:45 PM


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”…And then they said: well, we’ll look into it because it is true that we may have information that –note- may be of value to your research on this alien species.”

Seth let out a sigh of mild exasperation, leaning his back against the solid wall of the room. One hand went down to the pocket of his trousers as he brought his mug of freshly made extra dark oquendo coffee to his lips with his other.

After one short, but somewhat invigorating pause, the Liaison resumed his previous speech. ”Honestly. he said, tiredly. "I can understand that not everyone specializes in everything. But… almost all the information that we probe and classify here come from all that the other Torchwood branches across the world have gathered through their expeditions. But if they can’t be more explicit in their details, it’ll always get us nowhere, and there’s really nothing we can do about it. And it’s all downhill from there.”

With one more sip of his coffee, Seth left his standing place in favor of reaching the window. The view outside was mostly the same one as every day –at least in the basic details. Still, there was always something about watching life unfold down below with one’s own eyes.

The tall man sighed again ”Meeting with the Minister for Victims and the Courts due in exactly six days and three hours, and what am I supposed to tell him in regards to what he’s asking for?” Seth’s eyes drifted back to Alice. ”I have nothing. Absolutely nothing!” he breathed out.

Working for Torchwood 24 wasn’t precisely an easy task. Even Seth Ashbourne, whose position as Government Liaison left him with little room for field trips or anything else of the like, wouldn’t tag his job as easy. Sometimes, dealing with certain demanding situations involved too much self control and too much intentional focus… and there were times when Seth just didn’t have the energy to just flash back a pleasant smile and do what he was told, especially when there were many other better things he could do instead.

Like rest, par example.

Moving away from the window again, Seth headed towards the room table, where a bunch of letters lay. After yet another sip, the man bent down to pick them up, browsing them through their envelopes. One very familiar seal which Seth usually dreaded stood out amid the rest. And he might just probably have pulled a face in the spur of the moment.

Fabulous.
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Posted: Jul 17 2013, 09:42 PM


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“And I’m assuming that throwing C5 requisition forms at them and demanding they hand over whatever information they have currently so our staff can analyze it will get us exactly as far as it did last time?” Setting her pen back down on the legal pad balanced on her knees, Alice rested her chin against the palm of her hand, glancing up at Seth as he paced. There were certainly some branches of Torchwood that could be bullied into handing over classified files by throwing a lot of legalese their way but Alice was quickly learning this didn’t hold true for the majority of them.

“If I can make a suggestion? I know I wasn’t working here when the... previous incarnation of Torchwood in London was in place but the impression I’ve received from some of the other Torchwoods is that there was some abuses of power and information going on. Which makes them hesitant to share too much with us, in case the same thing is happening again” Or at least the impression she’d gotten from chatting with Tosh anyways. And while Alice understood that Torchwood Cardiff had their own unconventional way of dealing with alien life on Earth, she didn’t blame them or any of the other Torchwoods for that matter for being a little less than forthcoming, based on some of the stories she’d heard.

“But please do correct me if I’m mistaken in my theorizing”

Still she could theorize all she liked but that didn’t solve their current problem. And even though her role in most of Seth’s important meetings was to stay in the background and take notes on anything important, Alice had seen the Minister enough times to know he wasn’t a man that particularly liked to hear “no” or “we don’t know”. But they would rally and find something of a satisfactory nature to tell him. Or if she really had to, Alice would just make something up and then do a retraction later, once they themselves knew more. Big companies did that all the time right?

“Well that leaves us five days to get one of the other branches to hand over something worthwhile. I can get very creative in my threats, if need be” Blackmail would probably be going just a little too far but Alice could still think of a few other... less than one hundred percent professional ways of getting her hands on the information Seth needed.

“And you’re also cut off coffee for the day. At least until you stop pacing so much”
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Posted: Aug 23 2013, 02:02 AM


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(( ooc ; <3333333 <---- seriously. ))

"Exactly as far as it did, I'm afraid" Seth reaffirmed, in a rather lazy tone -that wasn't all that devoid of humour nevertheless.

"It doesn't help, either, that Nimrod doesn't do much to hide his views on us from the higher authorities." the liaison added, pulling out the hand from his pocket to stir his strong, black drink. A weary sigh emerged from his lips. "Not exactly favorable for an entity that's trying to right their recent wrongs to have someone more listened to viewing us as some kind of a joke."

After that obvious reflection, Seth then allowed his attention to drift momentarily towards the mug of coffee in his hand. The smell that came from it was rich, intense. Almost encouraging without even being sipped. He stirred the mug of coffee in a somewhat pensive mood.

"And isn't humanity nothing but a joke in itself?" were the words murmured, almost to himself only.

He took small sips as Alice talked, considering seriously what she was stating. After she finished, he shook his head a little, and waved his free hand around, as his talking went. "I can't say I know much about how other departments of Torchwood London work -but I demand to others the exact amount of what other people demand of me." said he, trying to explain his thoughts, as he took further steps towards the window.

"If, par example, Peter or... the Minister for Victims and the Courts ask that I do something, I can't refuse even if I wanted to. They're my superiors. It's my job." his free hand went up once again, this time to the back of his neck. "If I want in, I know full well what to do. Again, for instance: if one of my tasks -as in this case- implies getting information from other sources, it's not my fault I have to do it. I'll have to ask for it, because I'm told to. So there's not much I can do there."

"You, as well, are in no better position than anyone of us, Alice"
he added, this time employing a softer tone in his dialogue. "You've been working with me for a while. I'm sure you're as acquainted as anyone now with our work dynamic. Work under short deadlines... paperwork that never seems to end... hours of divine sleep spent awake inside the four walls of this office..."

After a two short second pause, Seth Ashbourne accentuated his smile. "Don't ever doubt that -if there's any chance we could allow ourselves to be more loose on our work demands- I'd be the first to line up and negotiate with Pete." Small sip, again. And frown.

"Or with...whomever." he muttered.

"Nevertheless, I do know where you were wanting to get, and I do fully understand your point." Seth complimented, enhancing his verbals with one very short inclination of head.

'...I can get very creative in my threats, if need be.'

Seth laughed in response. "And I would never place that in doubt." he commented, before taking on the a lighter tone himself. In the way he was more familiarized with, anyway. "The most perfect assistant for the perfect man. My life, is thus complete."

"And what's so wrong about coffee anyway?"
he responded, jumping quickly to his own defence. "Pacing is good. Better than sitting all day through." Seth shrugged, innocently. "I should be doing sport daily -which I obviously can't. So -frankly- I like to regard pacing as the next best thing to waking up at 5am to get my morning jogging done."


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Posted: Aug 26 2013, 10:45 AM


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“I think the fact that the higher authorities trust the opinions of someone who calls himself Nimrod says more about them than it ever will about us” She replied, hoping Seth might find her joke at least a little funny. Alice knew it was a bit of a Sisyphean effort on Torchwood’s part; every time they seemed to be gaining a little more favor from those to whom it really mattered, something… or someone would knock them back down to the start again. Although the fact that they were a top secret agency probably didn’t help much, because then the only people who knew about them were the ones who had the power to either side with them or put more sanctions on them.

There’d been too many subsets of humanity that Alice had either had the pleasure or unfortunate circumstances of dealing with, to truly believe that all of humanity was a joke but she still nodded her head dutifully, knowing that Seth’s question was more a rhetorical question than one that actually demanded an answer.

“But what if what they’re asking is impossible?” Knowing there’d probably be some sort of protest, she held up one hand, hoping to cut any words off before they could be spoken, while giving herself some time to finish formulating her own train of thought. “I don’t mean that you shouldn’t expect as much from everyone else as is expected from you. I wouldn’t have taken your offer if I couldn’t go along with those kinds of standards. But from my understanding, there’s a lot of information out there and with such a short amount of time to learn it all, can they really blame you if sometimes the answer is ‘I don’t know but we’re doing our very best to figure it out’?”

They probably would anyways. The Minister, from the few times she’d seen him in person and the rare glimpses she’d catch of him on TV before Aaron would turn it off (he never did agree with the Minister’s politics) was a man who seemed to like sending other people scurrying for answers and information and then berating them when they didn’t manage to keep up with his seemingly nigh-impossible standards. All hammer and no nail as Marion liked to say. Bully other people into doing the work, while never offering them any sort of aid from his department.

“We’ll rally though” A master procrastinator when she was younger, there was nothing she was better at than pulling things together at the last minute. Even if she had to go down to some of the other divisions and literally shake the answers out of them, she’d find something for Seth to bring to Peter and the Minister in five days or less, if she had her way about it. “What specifically are they barking about this time?”

Stylus poised to take notes, Alice glanced up from her tablet with a frown, when Seth diverted from the topic to defend his own coffee addictions, which were approaching a fatal capacity if she had anything to say about it. “Because more coffee makes you pace more” She replied calmly, jabbing her pen in his general direction. “And when you get all manic like this, you start scaring some of the other office staff” Alice wasn’t quite sure when it had started happening but more than once when Seth had drunk a little too much coffee, there’d been an extra amount of paperwork on her desk to deliver to him, because some of the more junior staff were afraid to approach his office themselves.

“At least try switching to decaf. And close your office blinds if you really have to pace”
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Posted: Sep 11 2013, 06:15 AM


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Seth audibly snorted in response to Alice's first comment, and nodded his head in agreement. The liaison took another sip of his drink before continuing the conversation.

When after his question she asked back in return, Seth -indeed- opened his mouth to speak, but she surprised him by holding up one hand to explain her point further. His lips instantly curved upwards in an amicable manner, amused as he was by the happening. And smile he did -though only just slightly, as his facial features had always been more accustomed to contort so as to form a sneer rather than an actual, simple smile -so, as may easily be deduced, the latter had never really come that easy for him.

Few people had the rare power to actually pause Seth and be able to get away with it unscathed. The man was haughty to a fault, and -as opposed to the usual exception which marks the rule- it was his glance the one able to silence even a small congregation of people.

It was always amusing to behold how Alice could easily trespass that tiny loophole in Seth's usual demeanour, especially when most people who worked for him -with him- could never get away with that. He supposed it was because she had that spirit, that same inner fire which always reminded him a great deal of himself.

He'd be lying to himself if he said he wasn't fond of that.

"Alice" Seth voiced, employing a softer tone, when she'd finished. "Alien investigation is still on its first stages of development in this century. Therefore -and very unfortunately for me- the honest answer, a great deal of times is 'I don't know, but we're doing our best to figure it out.' "

"I'll tell you what would be useful to us -more financial help for more advanced technology."
Seth then waved a hand dismissively. "We can't prove how much more efficient we'd be without potent machinery and devices, and we don't have machinery and devices potent enough to prove how much more efficient we'd be." the Liaison tilted his head. "Behold our vicious circle."

Taking some steps towards his desk and pulled out the opener out of its left-side drawer. Without further ado, he started opening the letter he had in hand. "And I'm not saying all this to back up the British Government" he added hastily, with a true determination as he turned round, unconsciously pointing his assistant with the envelope-opener since he couldn't wave a pointing finger with his hand occupied in clutching an object. "That be clear" he stressed.

At her following question, Seth snorted -again. "Long story, this one" he breathed out, going through the contents of the letter rapidly at the same time to get the overall message before dipping into its further details.

His pacing resumed, Seth only looked up when Alice pointed out he had some of the younger office staff scared. A mischievous grin then washed over his features before heading towards the blinds, closing them rashly with one brisk hand movement.

"I have noticed."
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Posted: Sep 16 2013, 08:32 PM


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Her first inclination was to give Seth one of the looks she’d patented working down at the pub; specifically the one that could communicate all levels of the phrase ‘duh’ with only the arch of an eyebrow and the tilt of her head but Alice held back, knowing her attitude would likely only contribute to Seth’s stress. Not that he shouldn’t be used to it by now; she hadn’t made many efforts to change her personality since she started working at Torchwood, because if there was anything Alice would go changing who she was for, it certainly wasn’t work but she could still make an effort to dial back the attitude a little.

“Unfortunately yes” She replied archly, tapping her stylus against the tablet in her lap. “But what I think our dear minister could stand to realize is that, in addition to being a new field of study, the existence of aliens isn’t exactly something we can just go wander the streets or the wilds of Brazil and expect to stumble upon. If I’m learning anything here, sir, it’s that there’s a lot of waiting around, until something happens, like a model of the Titanic dropping out of the sky or funny flying pepper pots emerging from out of nowhere and then that’s when we can go to work”

It truly was a vicious cycle though; requiring more proof of what Torchwood’s effectiveness to get the supplies they needed but needing those supplies to make Torchwood more effective. Personally Alice had some ideas about how to get the money but since most of them were not exactly strictly legal and probably wouldn’t be very fitting for the personal assistant of a government liaison, she bit her tongue, keeping the words in.

With a small shrug, Alice fixed her best innocent face on, batting the long lashes of her wide blue eyes up at Seth. “Are you suggesting I might say something? Because I’m just a personal assistant, sir. Not particularly privy to any of the deep dark workings of Torchwood, am I?” She hoped to get at least a smile out of Seth with her innocent act, but only held out so long herself before the facade was cracked by a wide grin. “Everything that’s said in this office is confidential. You can trust me with that”

Alice had never been one to tell tales anyways but especially not with the secrets Seth entrusted her with. Of course for all she knew, his office and her desk phone were bugged and someone was listening in on their every word but somehow she got the feeling no one who worked for Torchwood would quite dare to cross Seth like that. The letter in his hand caught her attention but she settled back into her chair, trusting that if he felt the need to explain it to her, he would. Most information that came through Seth’s office, Alice wound up hearing about, one way or another but all of it in due time she supposed.

“It’s mostly the new staff. Everyone else knows to just ignore you. But still, probably best if you don’t terrorize them too much or we’ll never convince them to stay on permanently”
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ooc; omg I am so very sorry for this delay, ssly ;_________;

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Seth went pensive for a moment before replying again to Alice. He stirred his coffee as he did so, the sugar blending in with the dark liquid with the whirlwind of the spoon.

"You know what" he answered back in response, his gaze fixed on the moving substance. He took the stirring spoon out to take a small sip, and then he carried on apeaking. "It would be great if we could all just... switch sides, swap posts" he waved his free hand lazily as he said so. "I know I'd be more than happy to pick up Cameron's job."

"And wouldn't it be fun to see him going off to hunt information on alien artefacts."


Moving onwards in the conversation, the Liaison had to suppress a laugh with her innocent charade. "Come on, Alice" he said, amused clearly showcased on his face. "You know batting your eyelashes won't work on me" -half truth- Seth straightened up again, stretching limbs that felt tired and heavy. He started pacing again, feeling the need to remedy just that in the small way he could.

It was in times like these when Seth noticed he really did look and seem much older than he appeared to be, but perhaps now was really the time to truly start picking up his morning jogging again more seriously than before.

But I digress.

"For the record," Seth commented, glancing back at her as he paced the room in circles, choosing a slow pace at the moment "I wasn't suggesting anything, least of all that. But the story so far stands thus:"

"From what I've been told, it looks like UNIT had been working on a collaborative experimentation project with the British Institute of Biochemistry and Molecular Biology. Now, I believe the project was somewhat hazardous and after eight years of experimentation a virus was created that would work only on certain types of extraterrestrial beings, in case a serious threat were to come upon our planet."


Seth brushed the back of his neck as he carried on explaining. "Now the virus has been missing for about five years, but since the experiment was led mostly by jut one person -Noah Villers; you might have heard of him: still lost somewhere in the UK, it was all in the papers, really- and with Noah being exactly the one to steal it, the Government -along with UNIT, have been trying to search which molecules -which particles of DNA- were used to."

[b]"It is said"
the man resumed after a small breath of air "that the virus was still potentially dangerous when Noah ran away with it. And now that the Government has finally has his hands on the exact gene recombination that Noah had used in his experimentations, it was made our mission to enlist all the alien species those found genes may refer to. Along with -obviously- all the information we can provide them with" Seth grimaced.

The retelling of the story mixed with the fact that he would be seeing the personality in question one day prior to their meeting made Seth appreciate the light parenthesis of topic on the subject of his pacing.

"Oh, I don't know" he quipped. "Maybe we could turn Torchwood into a small recreation of the Forge, and forbid them all to leave until forever" working good enough for them, after all. "But, for now, Miss Kingsley." Seth neared her. He paused at a respectable distance, his usual tone of voice laced with amusement, although it certainly wasn't one coming from the opening of the letter, precisely. "How would you feel about attending a formal-" for reasons one can easily guess, Seth chose to omit the word 'business' between this last and first word of dialogue "-party with me?"
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“If I’m being entirely honest, sir…” Alice supposed chasing down aliens might be fun but she actually sort of liked her work. Except for the days where she spent all her time down in the archives but that was only because there was absolutely no trace of natural light down there and she tended to lose track of time, usually ending up thinking a great many more hours had passed in the long rows of shelves and container units than actually had. “If he had to do your job, I’d be expecting his resignation before the week was out”

No, their job was a very special kind of work for very specific people; even with training, it wasn’t like any old bloke off the street could do it. Sometimes Alice wondered how exactly a bar maid like she had been had managed to get a position at Torchwood but then Marion did like to say that mundane beginnings didn’t always make for mundane ends. And clearly there’d been something about her that had made Seth want to take her on as his personal assistant…
“And here I was thinking that’s how I got this job in the first place” Well there was probably more to it than that but she wasn’t stupid enough not to notice how some of the stuffed shirt government types tended to act when there was a pretty face taking careful notes in the corner of the room. Probably a fair sight better than they would if she wasn’t around. Or so Alice liked to think anyways.

“They honestly believe that all those aliens are just going to agree to help us after we explain that our government was trying to engineer a disease that could potentially wipe them out, without starting a war on humanity?” It sounded like an extremely risky plan; information gathering was one thing but to reach out to … however many aliens that might have been part of the genetic contingency plan and ask them to share their DNA, either with or without divulging the reasons why seemed like a good way to get Earth vaporized from existence. Alice hadn’t met too many aliens but the few she had had the chance to meet seemed like a rather touchy bunch; any suggestion that humans were planning anything and it was all threats and laser guns being waved around. And that wasn’t even considering the flying pepper pots who seemed to only exist to destroy stuff.

“We’ll rally though. And who knows? Maybe we’ll find this Villers fellow before the government does” After all how hard could it be to find someone who was still somewhere in Britain? He would have to be living like a hermit to avoid being picked up by Torchwood’s more hi-tech security programs, which could grab images from any security camera in the United Kingdom. Alice’s mind was already going over the possibilities of all the things a person would have to give up to go entirely off the grid, even as her next question sat on the tip of her tongue. “Were their lordships at least considerate enough to share the list of alien species with us? I can go plunder the archives, see what if I can come up with a dossier for all of them, including how best to go about approaching them”

The word ‘party’ distracted Alice from her planning and she tilted her head slightly, with a coy smile, just for Seth. “I suppose I could clear my calendar. Will it be the usual formal dress and back pats for the higher ups or are we expecting something exciting to happen for once?”

((So that seriously took way too long for this reply and I'm very, very sorry for that. The next reply will be much faster, I promise))
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Posted: Dec 15 2013, 03:49 AM


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ooc ;aaaaw, you're perfectly fine, k2!<3 It's only crap in the sense that you weren't here during my more rl relaxed month c: I love your Alice (':




Seth laughed for a brief moment, and nodded in agreement to his assistant's comment, his eyes drifting from her towards an unespecific point of the shelf in front of him, his eyesight moderately unfocused while his mind rolled off in thought.

" Of course he would." was the sole response given to her.

Although Seth himself admitted that nowadaws he was more... traditional, so to speak, in his views and ideals on politics, the truth was that, past to present, the Liaison still maintained that -shortsided, or utopic, perhaps- idealist position in regards to the subject in question. In all honesty, since he had began to take politics more seriously, indulge in more thorough readings and news about how things were run exactly in his country, Seth had began to disenchant himself of the idea of rooting for a given party to represent your ideals.

This particular assesment could be the reason behind Seth being a perfect candidate for his job, as he was as impartially neutral as an ordinary human could allow himself to be. Although, on the other hand, no one could miss the irony that someone like Seth could take over on such a position. But, amongst other things, it had been his uncle's wish to have him moved onto something other than minor field trips within Torchwood --so a couple of years following Seth's graduation, the man was signing the contract papers that would have him up and going for an indefinite number of years.

He rather missed the field trips, truth be told. But there was no denying the safety of an office, nevertheless.

Seth's features contorted to pull a face. "Well, I'm... I want to be hopeful that that particular detail won't leave the walls it's been discussed in" but it was perfectly evident that his words were not following his true opinion on the matter, but rather stating what he truly wished to believe, instead.

"Let's hope so" Seth rubbed his chin. "though he has caused a bit of an uproar, everyone going after him for five years. It makes you wonder what sort of alliances he's made; five years of frantic search and no one's found him yet."

Seth stirred his drink. "That would be fantastic. UNIT was supposed to contact us, addressing that regard. They usually don't trust the email system with these sort of things -so I imagine they would be sending them in personally."

"Black would do --but it's etiquette, so the dress would have to be knee-length"
experience was that which made the man. Seth raised eebrows momentarily, a meaningful glance cast her direction. "Looks like you might be meeting Nimrod sooner rather than later."
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“My lips are sealed” Alice made a pantomime of closing her lips tightly and then gesturing one hand by the corner of her mouth, as if she was locking a lock and then throwing away the key. It was a risky bit of information anyways and she would do her best to make sure anyone who absolutely didn’t need to know about it found out. Besides it wouldn’t do to be the person who was responsible for the end of the world so if she could avoid that as well, it would be a success in her books.

It was amazing just how much of a ghost a person could become in an effort to avoid those looking for them, so Alice wasn’t overly surprised that this Villers fellow had been able to find someone to help him disappear quite so thoroughly. One of Aaron’s mates was a mad conspiracy theorist type and as far as she knew, he’d managed to live entirely off grid for the last three years. “It’s actually not as hard as it sounds. There’s quite a network of people online looking for ways to… stick it to the government, as it were. So if Villers was able to make contact with any of them, they probably would have been more than happy to help out” And because of the anonymity of the internet, if that was the route he’d taken, it would ultimately be like looking for a needle in a stack of needles. Alice was sure if she had to try and track him down that way, provided he’d actually turned to the internet for help, rather than having built himself a network of personal contacts to help, she could manage it eventually but where to begin was always the tricky part.

“I’ll send a note along to the front desk security so we can know as soon as the UNIT staff arrive” Having marked that down on the tablet, with another note to call them as soon as she was back from her desk, Alice pulled up the archive permissions form, preparing to send off her request. Muriel, the old woman who headed the archives adored Alice, who’d made a point of winning her over her third week working for Torchwood, after hearing stories of the hell she’d given some of the other staff for not filling out the proper paperwork, but it was still always better to be safe than sorry when it came to the archives and their guardian, who never let anyone set foot inside without the correct permissions.

Black, knee-length; Alice mentally flipped through the dresses in her wardrobe before concluding she’d probably have to buy something before the event. Oh well, any excuse to treat herself was a good one. The mention of Nimrod’s name caught her interest and she inclined her head slightly in curiosity. “Is he expected to make an appearance at the dinner? From what I’ve heard of him, I wouldn’t have thought think galas were quite to his taste”
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