Emily drops the phone receiver, staring at him slack jawed. "Mister Stark?"
She starts to hyperventilate, eyes big as dinnerplates and all of her starting to tremble. "Ohmygod...ohmygod I thought Auntie Toni was kidding...."
She grabs at the front of Qamar's shirt but her grip is weak and needing rather than threatening.
"//What year is this...?//"
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