Hyperion Hotel, Friday Evening

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After the phone call with Parker, Logan gave Angel a warning look. "Don't even think about it," he said.

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"Youth has its advantages."

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"So does age."

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Logan shrugged. "Guess you're not so bad."

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"I could stop at any time if I've been boring you."

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"Whoa, let's not do anything drastic here," Logan said.

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"I mean if you think things have gone stale..."

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"Hey, you're the one who wants outfits," Logan said.

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"Not as a requirement."

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"It doesn't get boring for you, does it?" Logan asked. "Three hundred years - there's only so many positions you can try."

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Angel gave him a Look. "I'm not that old!"

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Logan waved his hand. "So I rounded up a little."

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"Rounding down is also an option."

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"Huh," Logan said, as if he'd never thought of that.

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"See, I was gonna say that you don't bore me," Angel told him. "But now?"

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"Oh really?" Logan said. He stood up. "Meet me in your room in ten minutes. No sooner."

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"Are you kidding?"

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"Nope," Logan said.

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"Okay," Angel said. He glanced at the clock. "Ten minutes."

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"Ten minutes," Logan repeated. He grinned and dashed for the stairs.