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Since he met Abigail, Charlie had treated her in a hot-and-cold manner; sometimes putting up with her doting, other times rejecting it. Neither reaction seemed to change her behavior, so he decided that this time, he would just play along. [color=7bcdc8]"I did good, didn't I, Abby?"[/color] Charlie said, flashing her a self-satisfied smile and making himself approachable. Of course, he knew very well that he was bullshitting; all he had done was wander out onto the streets and look at a car, but he wanted to play himself up, knowing that by encouraging Abigail, and by being an insufferable little prick and exaggerating his own contributions, the two of them would probably annoy the Hell out of the others, and that was Charlie's favorite pastime.

Flipping through the dossiers, he zeroed in on their current target that the others had chosen in his brief absence. The first thing he noticed was the age, and a look of disgust passed very quickly over his face. While he hated adults, he could stand teenagers and young adults even less. he saw them as hypocrites, wannabe adults who abandoned their honesty as children to become the liars that grownups were. Going through the rest, he noticed all of the them were more-or-less in their teens, with on being 21, but then the last one was his age; and there was no information on her. He smirked, and figured this case might be interesting after all.