1692 Thunder Road, Wednesday evening

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Ivanova wandered from the house to the garage, idly twirling her staff in one hand. Her collection of bruises was finally, finally starting to fade. Hopefully - hopefully - they'd be all cleared up by her next date with Tosh. Y'know. Whenever that would be

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Bella, sick of sitting around thinking about everything she should have said to Thelma, decided she wanted to explore more in Ivanova's garage. She was digging through a drawer that looked like a filing cabinet when she had come across some old Christmas lights.

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Moving silently, Ivanova crept up to the open door, peering around the corner. She relaxed the moment she saw the slightly cracked witch. "Trixie, you really gotta learn some boundaries," she said wryly.

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"I tried to call on the fellytone." Bella said without turning around. "You said I was always welcome over." She added in confusion.

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"I wasn't here." Ivanova didn't sound too bothered. "You are." She leaned against the door. "Find anything interesting?"