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But there's Sweet Caroline, looking incredibly unimpressed but at least she's answering the questions. Until they get to the year. The year's the tricky bit, that makes his heart leap into his throat, because if they somehow ended the world sooner?
He looks, wide eyed at his brother, and for a moment Sweet Caroline herself flickers with the lack of focus. ]
Did she say 2014? You've got to be shitting me— [ His head whirls back to her and he holds his hands up in mock apology. ] My son would sooner have you deepthroating the piece of glass you've so graciously embedded in that old gizzard of yours, but yeah, he's doing just swell babe.
[ The ghost lets out a shriek of disgust, a hand to her bloody chest. The silvery-blue of her fading away to nothing. ] But we got a situation. You're not supposed to be dead, this bank's supposed to be busy and filled to the brim with snooty, old, white bitches so if you have any interest in preventing your very dramatic, very tragic end, you'll want to tell us what happened.
[ The woman looks startled, the brilliantly blue outline of her flickering again. There's not enough alcohol in the world for this shit, particularly when she turns her nose up with a huff. Well, until she finally mutters I don't remember. I remember a man, with a funny hat. Oh, and one of those monocle things. Just before it happened. An explosion? I had to have been an explosion, but he didn't seem surprised.
She flickers away as Klaus turns slowly, painfully slowly, toward his brother. ]
Did she...?