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In a drawer full of knives you're the spoon.
Vanessa raised an eyebrow at her cousin as she took back her flask. "You're nineteen, and can't drink yet. What's the point of going to a club if you can't get intoxicated?" She said chuckling a teasing tone edged in her voice. Then she looked back to Johnathan. "You know you can quit now, I'll mail in the papers tomorrow and my friend will set up everything for you. By the end of the week you'll have a job and be one of the highest paid CEO's in the city." She said to him in a hushed voice so only they and some of Isabella could hear her.