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Blaise comes back down stairs, wearing his robes and cloak. He has his trunk with him.

He places a fair amount of money on the bartop, completely covering his tab.

He then looks around for two particular girls.

One to apoligize to.

The other to say goodbye to.

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She sees him. And slowly walks over. "Hi..."

Blaise takes a deep breath. "Hi."

"Look I know you don't want to talk to me so I promise to leave you alone after this okay? I just...I don't know what I did, you know? And it kind of hurt to get blown off like that. And...I'm a good person and don't deserve that. And you shouldn't treat girls that way."

She's trying to sound strong but...she looks as if she's going to cry. And she may blink out of view for a second in the middle of the speech.

Blaise looks down at the floor.

"I'm sorry."

"No don't be..." She stops herself. He did need to be sorry. He'd hurt her... "I just don't understand. Darien says he thinks what happened is because you were on the wrong end of a bad breakup. Is that it? Or was it just me?"

"That... that was it. I should have told you. And for that, I'm sorry."

Blaise sighs.

"Look, you're a nice girl. And you'll find someone. But there's this girl that I'm head-over-heals in love with. And... it's wrong for me to pretend and use you this way. Again, I'm sorry."

Violet nods and then looks down, letting her hair slide down to cover her face. And then she fades out of view. "It's good there's someone you love..." Comes a voice, baring a slight shake.

*Snow is watching, still at the other table, and gives Violet a look that says I know you can do it. Be strong*

Blaise starts to reach out where he thinks her shoulder is, then decides not to.

"I wasn't lying when I said you were pretty, Violet. I'm just not him." He smiles sadly.

"At least you won't have to worry about me anymore. I'm leaving."

"What?" The girls returns quickly to sight. "You can't leave, you're my friend! Why would you want to leave?"

He's still smiling sadly. "There's something I need, well, want to do at home. Something that will help lots of people. I'll try to come back, I'm not sure if I'll be able to though."

"O-ok...um...If you feel like you should...I'll...I'll miss you...um...good luck..."

She's not smiling. She's frowning.

"Thank you." He leans over and places a kiss on her forehead.

"See you later, Violet."

He then walks over to a girl curled up in a booth.

Ophelia is curled up in a booth, staring morosely at the tabletop. She doesn't notice him.

Blaise sees her and walks over.

"Hello."

She looks up at him, blinks, and curls in on herself.

"Blaise."

Blaise looks down at the tabletop himself.

"Ophelia. Um, there's something I have to tell you."

She glances up at him, then back down to the table.

"What?"

Blaise takes a deep breath.

"I'm leaving."

Her eyes shoot up to his face.

"You're... leaving? But what about me-- I mean, that girl? The one who kissed you last night?"

Blaise blinks. "Girl who... oh. You mean Violet." Blaise shakes. "It... it was a mistake. A mistake that is both her and my fault."

"But yes. I'm leaving. Tonight."

Ophelia leaps to her feet, throws her arms around him, and kisses him, hard and fast and desparate. When she lets go, there are tears spilling down her cheeks.

"I love you. Now go."

And she turns and flees, out to her bower.

Blaise looks after her, tears on his own face.

"I love you too."

He turns, staring straight at the wall that he originally came through. He walks straight toward and a second later disappears.

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