Email to Jake Gavin

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To: [Gavin, Jake]
From: [Frost, Adrienne]

Subject: Dinner


Mister Gavin,

Apologies for the delay in my reply. I have been busier than anticipated of late. If you are still interested in dinner, would next week suit you? I can have my assistant make reservations on an evening of your choosing. I have a venue in mind for dinner.

Regards,

Adrienne.

Letter to Angelo

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A letter arrives addressed to Mr. Angelo Espinosa, c/o Elpis. The postmark is from Washington DC. Inside is a handwritten letter.

Mr. Espinosa,

My apologies for the intrusion, but I hope you will understand. I am currently attempting to reach my son, whom I believe you may have spoken with recently. I need to speak with him rather urgently, but he has become rather difficult to track down of late. If you are in communication with him, I would ask that you do me the favor of passing along a message for me. Please let him know that I would like to see him to discuss the Hamsa matter. He may reach me at the phone number below.

I thank you in advance for your assistance in this matter. If you have need of anything, please do not hesitate to contact me.

Regards,
Jacob J. Gavin, Sr.

[phone number]

Txt to Kyle

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[Sent via Blackberry]

To [Grumpy one]

From [Traveling to Germany]

You okay?

Email to Marius

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To: Laverne, Marius
From: Rasputin, Illyana
Subject: Insurance

If I don't get my cookies within 48 hours, ( this )

is going to be my default icon forever.

Thanks!

Illyana

E-Mail to Everyone Except Nate

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To: [ALL-Sans Nathan]
From: [Beaubier, Jean-Paul]
Subject: Open Invitation, re: Nathan's Birthday

Nathan's birthday party at the boathouse is on for tomorrow night. It will, of course, be a solemn affair, carried out with dignity and good taste.

A gigantic pony cake, booze, and a karaoke machine have been procured. The under 18's are to leave at 9:00pm.

See you tomorrow.

E-mail to Jake

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Jake,

You been hiding from your dad? He wrote to me looking for you. Something about the Hamsa matter? His phone number's [this].

A.

Email to Logan

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To: [Mr. Logan]
From: [Yvette]

Subject: Invitation

Dear Logan,

I know it is not so much your thing, but I was hoping you would come to see me in the play Thursday night. I do not have the family here and it would be very good if you could come. I will not be so nervous if I know you are there, yes?

Love,

Yvette.

Email to Haller

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To: David Haller
From: Leo Samson

Subject: Is it a full moon?

Really, between the crisis at the clinic today (not mine, one of Dante's clients), and this war on the journals, I halfway expect some kind of celestial event to be occurring. (If I believed in such things.)

I'd suggest we need to have all the students watch Mean Girls and talk things through if it weren't for the fact that it's not just the girls and not just the students!

Aside from the current brouhahas on the journals, any other altercations at the mansion today? Did Emse and Phoebe called a halt to their little cold war?

--Leo

Email to Morgan

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To: [Snickerdoodle or Sassafrass]
From: [Adrienne]

Subject: thought it was too late to call...

...and I just wanted to get some things off my chest before I went all sad and alone to my bed.


So it's now April first, which means I managed to make it through my birthday without anyone knowing I'm another year older. Success! Except for Kane. Boy Scout gave me a signed 1975 Carl Yastrzemski baseball card. From the year I was born. Yastrzemski. I may have to stop trying to kill him via telling him embarrassing stories about his little sister.
And I am going out for dinner with Jake on tuesday. Do you think I should print out the scoresheet I'm going to be keeping for his performance or should I just make it a mental tally?

Also, I met a friend of the Boy Scout's. He's... interesting, in a psychotic way. I think he's seriously going to take me to a cage fighting match. Wanna come with? And I'm playing Good Samaritan and helping him remember his past. I'm just hoping he hasn't repressed it because it's traumatizing. If it wasn't so late I'd try to finagle my way into your bed, but I guess it's just me and the fish tonight. Did you know I had fish? I've even kept them alive for a couple weeks now!

A.