Are you sick, sweetie?
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No, I’m okay. Why?
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You’ve been gone a while.
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There was a long line in the women’s bathroom. What’s new, right?
I really shouldn’t be lying, but it’s not like I can tell her the truth.
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You’re still there?
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No, I’m in the gardens.
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Now we lost Loki. He went looking for you.
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Oh.
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You missed Miss America.
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Really?
Glad I did.
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Hugh and Jordana found us. They’re looking for you.
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Sorry.
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Honestly Kyla, you must be suffering from jetlag. It’s not like you to go MIA at an event.
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That must be it. I’ll join you soon.
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Ok.
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“Time to go back inside,” I mumble under my breath.
If Loki is looking for me, I’m sure he’ll come out here.
Once inside the grand foyer, I decide to take a tour of the building. Carefully, I balance each step as I climb the spiral staircase leading to the second floor.