Marisa Kirisame
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Well, it was nothing really," she says modestly, waving her hand dismissively. "I mean, anyone could've hidden something that well. But still, if you ever need anything like that... just remember who to come to." She grins and raps her knuckles against the counter in a gesture of goodwill. "Now then, I suppose it's time for me to get back to my research. Thanks again for your help, Brandon!"
"I have more time, I can help more if you would like, you seem like you like my company."
Well, aren't you the sweet talker? I must admit, having someone new around the neighborhood does make things interesting. And since we seem to get along so well... maybe we could hang out some more, hmm? But don't worry," she says with a playful wink, "I won't wear out my welcome." She glances at her watch and lets out a small gasp. "Oh dear! I completely forgot about an appointment! Well, it was nice talking to you, Brandon. Maybe we can pick this up another time?"