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Date: Monday, 5 July 2010 08:34 (UTC)
Oh dear. A psychiatrist?

She smiled up at him. "You might have gotten the wrong place, dear. This was a hospital many years ago but it's been a hotel for over twenty years." She frowned. "About twenty-four, now, I think? My memory's going, I'm afraid, though really I'm nowhere near as old as I should be for that to happen."

Then again, if he was a normal human and a paying guest, they did need some of those around to afford all the immortals' rooms. "You could always stay here for a while to rest and clean up while you're looking for the right place, though."
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