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She did not seem interested in coming in, which was fine by Bastien; he didn't particularly want a lengthy visit right now. Wessex, she introduced herself as. He'd heard her mentioned before (though not usually in good terms) and was interested as soon as she asked if he was one of the 'newly bright'. "Yes." Bastien answered simply, grinning so his teeth were visible. But what she said next caused him to frown with some confusion. "The Voice did not mention anything to me. What will be needed?" He needed more information, some kind of confirmation this wasn't a weak attempt at a scam. Bastien Start by admitting from cradle to tomb Isn't that long a stay Life is a cabaret, old chum It's only a cabaret, old chum