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Digging into his jacket, Anton retrieved a handkerchief and handed it to Lottie.  “There’s a little bit of a trail there,” he added, pointing to the ground.  “I hope nothing is ruined inside your bag.”

“Thanks,” she mumbled as she wiped at the bottom of her bag while still rummaging from the top and finally retrieving the remains of an energy drink.  “This is what happens when you are running late for class,” she sighed as she moped at the inside.  “I don’t think there’s too much damage, thankfully my phone and wallet were in another pocket.”