"You don't know the half of it." she says, finally realizing she's been holding the cup of coffee she poured for him for longer than one usually would.
Holding it out, she filled her own and moved over to a table to sit down.
"Before coming here, we were dealing with something called the Hand which was neck deep in a lot of shady stuff."
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"You don't know the half of it." she says, finally realizing she's been holding the cup of coffee she poured for him for longer than one usually would.
Holding it out, she filled her own and moved over to a table to sit down.
"Before coming here, we were dealing with something called the Hand which was neck deep in a lot of shady stuff."