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*Ophelia* Ophelia stepped out of the big glass doors of the building onto the sidewalk and into the sunshine. "Where shall we go for our lunch date Apollo?" Apollo thought for a moment. "Angelo likes the little cafe around the corner.." Ophelia gasped sarcastically. "Mr stick-up-the-bum likes eating somewhere other than a fancy restaurant? You've got to be kidding?" Apollo chuckled. "Pfft... ha ha ha...no. it's true. He hasn't always been a pain. He can be normal from time to time. Let's go. Follow the pavement on your left, then cross at the lights." Ophelia followed Apollo's directions, and came to a small but quaint cafe. It had little two man tables out the front with crisp white table cloths drapped over them and little vases of Jasmine that released a gentle fragrance th