[color=ed1c24][b][h3]Dmitri Pavlovich[/h3][/b][/color]

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[color=8882be][i]Dmitri stormed into the diner, slid a level gaze across the room that few dared meet, and settled on Anya who was sitting with someone. To bad, they had been on a tight schedule before everything hit the fan this afternoon and now they were late, she'd have to finish her dinner date later. He snapped at Anya in a flat, sullen tone, Anya might not realize that he wasn't angry with her since they didn't know each other very well, but that fact never occurred to Dmitri.[/i][/color] [color=ed1c24]"Let's go, we're late."[/color] [color=8882be][i]Storming back out the door, he saw a kid eyeing his still running wagon, parked illegally in front of the diner. The kid took one look at Dmitri and remembered he was late for something in the opposite direction. Dmitri slid into the driver's seat, and slammed the door, glowering at the road in front of him and drumming his fingers impatiently while he waited for Anya to get in the car.[/i][/color]