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An Argent answers.

"Hello. What can I do for you?"

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There's a girl, not much older than Chris's son. She's holding a phone, which she immediately shoves in Chris's face. It's playing a certain video.

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"...Victoria, dear, I think we may have a problem."

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A woman emerges from the kitchen, walking until she stands behind him.

She looks at the phone as well.

"I see. Who do we have the pleasure of speaking to?"

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She withdraws and pockets the phone. "I'm Monica Beatson. But Nica will do. My family was informed by a mutual acquaintance that your family seems to think it's funny."

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"I think you've been misinformed. Our son may have been...misled, by some new friends. We weren't expecting things to be this bad, or we might have put a stop to it entirely. We assumed they were merely reckless, not dangerously so."

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"We don't want any trouble," he claims.

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"This is on YouTube. That boy, the one with your son—who is he? He's not from any families we know of—"

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"Someone hasn't done her homework," another voice calls from above. Standing on a tree branch is a different girl, about the same age as Nica.

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"Must you always do that," she mutters.

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She drops down from the branch. "I'm Megan. Eoh. It's a pleasure to finally meet the Argent clan I've heard so much about."

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"I wish it were under better circumstances. Maybe we should all go inside. Victoria can make us some tea."

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"Actually—"

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"Sounds good," she says, walking past Nica and into the house.

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"—oh why not."

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Victoria makes tea.

"Alistair, dear, could you come down here?"

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Mr. Argent leads them to the kitchen table.

"So, let's discuss what comes next."

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Alistair hurries downstairs, pausing halfway as he sees the guests.

"Hello."

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They both sit.

"You're the one I saw on the video!"

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"...I am."

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"Was this her idea?"

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"We all supported it."

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"And what exactly was the decision there?"

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"The Cardcaptor, chosen by Clow Reed himself, decided that the status quo needed changing. I wasn't going to say no."

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"Oh, cool, I'm in."

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