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[She remembers last night as clear as a bell. She talked to Stacy for an hour, told Matthew "maybe" when he called to ask her out for Friday night, did her homework to get Mom off her back, traded put-downs with Daria, then did her hour-long pre-bed beauty routine before she went to sleep. The next morning, she should have woken up at her usual six-thirty AM for her morning beauty routine.

Only it doesn't feel like six-thirty. It's hard to tell out here, which is most definitely not her bedroom. Or her house. Or even Lawndale. And this skimpy white gown is not her cute pajama pants and yellow tank top!]

Is this a joke? It's not very funny. Where are my clothes?! And my makeup, and my hairbrush?

...wait. Are those...wings?! No, it can't be! They're like angel wings...

...oh no. Oh, no, is this...Heaven?! Did I die?! No no no no no, this can't be happening, I can't be dead, Sandi will never forgive me if I miss the Fashion Club's Lipsticks and Lip Balms discussion forum! Oh, everyone's going to be devastated...maybe even Daria will miss me. She'll be even more of a misery chick than before!

Ohhh, someone please tell me this isn't happening!

...oh! A journal...and it's empty. Um, okay. Dear diary, today I woke up dead! This is the worst day of my life!

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Well, that sucks.

I guess I'm sort of lucky, then.

As lucky as you can be here, I guess. [That's enough of that, though. He should try and be helpful, so...] Is there anything you need help with?

Not right now, some other people have been helping me with things like clothes and food. But thanks anyway!

I'll be happy to take you there, miss!

Well, it's good that you're shopping. That means you'll have the things you need for where you're staying, right?

[...Utena, she doesn't mean that kind of shopping.]

Good to know. They can be helpful when they want to be. Anyway, my name's Caesar, and I've been here for a while, so if there's anything you need to know, all you have to do is ask.

I'm Quinn. It's nice to meet you.

Well, aside from new outfits I also need a closet to put them in, and a new makeup mirror, and a bookshelf...

Thanks! [Just like back home, boys are so willing to do stuff for her. Granted, this one's a little too short for her to consider going out with, but he's adorable!]

No problem!

I'm Ikki, by the way!

I'm Quinn.

If you need anything else, I've always got my journal with me, 'kay?

I will! Thanks, Ikki!

...ah, shouldn't you think about the necessities first?

You're welcome! [No offense, Quinn, but he wouldn't go out with you either. Hung up on his might-be-dead girlfriend, after all.] ...so, what's your name?

[Well, at least there's that squared away!]

Quinn Morgendorffer, from Lawndale.

Oh, you mean like diet soda and cold cream? And shampoo, and toothpaste?

Quinn? That's a pretty name. I'm Jeb Parmalee, it's nice to meet you! [Smilesmile.] Lawndale? Is it a nice place?

...yeah, something like that.

What else is there? It's not like I can carry my own furniture or appliances. Say, are there any cute guys who might wanna do a pretty girl a favor?

Yeah, it's pretty nice! A little boring, but there's a big mall and a really fancy French restaurant! And of course, a beauty salon.

...uh, maybe? I don't really pay attention to stuff like that. Besides, it doesn't really matter if it's a 'cute boy' if they can get the job done, right?

Well, I guess. As long as he's not too ugly, or at least as long as he showers and doesn't smoke.

What's the French restaurant like? [This small talk isn't going so badly... what a relief!]

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