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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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[Great, even in this strange new world she still has to do homework.]

Thanks. Um, is there a cliff-notes version somewhere, in case I don't have time to finish it all tonight?

Cliff-notes...?

[What even.]

Well, I guess you don't have to read it all at once. There's probably not a rule about it.

Oh, good. Because I'm probably going to be shopping for at least half an hour, and then I need to find a place to stay.

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.]

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

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

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

...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?

...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.

Why do looks matter? Why does it even have to be a guy? [Utena really doesn't get it.]

... [Oops, looks like you poked her in her think-parts, Utena. Quinn really doesn't have a good answer to that, at least one that doesn't sound utterly shallow and make her hate herself. No! She always says things like that, why would she hate herself?]

Well...I guess it doesn't. But wait, if you're asking that...does that mean you'd help me carry furniture back to my place if I got some?!

Well... I guess I wouldn't mind helping out. [She was just wondering why Quinn was so insistent on it being a guy who helps her, but Utena's okay with helping out too!]

Thanks!

Since I'll be helping you out, I should probably tell you my name, huh? I'm Utena Tenjou.

Quinn Morgendorffer. It's nice to meet you!

Nice to meet you too. [Maybe this girl's priorities are a little weird, but she seems like a sweet enough girl.] Where are you at the moment?

This really sweet guy is walking me out of the forest!

Oh, I see. So, do you think meeting at the clothing shop might be a good idea?

Sure!

Okay! I'll meet you there, then.

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