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[silentmovielife]

How are you doing? It's been a while.

I'm going to be heading out of town for a while. I don't think I'm going to be gone long, but do you want to meet somewhere before I go? I shouldn't be leaving for another week, but I'm not sure when it'll be yet.

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Elizabeth smiles at him, and she does appreciate the physical comfort, sometimes more than the words themselves. She never realized how much a physical comfort could mean to her.

But it means a lot. She's happy to get the hug and kiss on her cheek, and she smiles brightly at him in turn.

She glances down. "I feel... good, very good about it," Elizabeth says. "You know my grandma cause she raised me... she used to have to put food coloring on all of my food. I would only eat it if it were all in different, vibrant colors."

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There's a silent laugh, and he shakes his head a little as he starts to writing. "Maybe that's where your colorful personality came from," he poses, because terrible jokes are not just for verbal conversation, clearly.

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Elizabeth laughs at his answer. She can't help it. It's a very good answer, and he doesn't think that it's a terrible joke at all.

"You know that makes lot of sense. I guess I should thank her and thank my own pour taste," she says with a smile, nudging him with her hip. "I like having a colorful personality. Thank you for saying so."

She points ahead to the pizza place. "There it is. Best in Chicago. You have my word."