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[New York City is all around him, a mixture of loud noise and constant movement. He's standing in the middle of the sidewalk, holding a piece of paper and scanning the crowd.

And there she is.]

Kate! [He starts running after her, pushing people aside as he goes.] Kate, wait!

[He runs faster and faster, following her through the streets, darting into alleys and making sharp turns but he can never quite reach her, no matter how fast he goes.

His lungs are burning, his legs ache but he keeps moving, taking another quick turn and nearly crashing into a brick wall.

A wall. A wall with no other exits in immediate view and too high to climb.]

...Kate?

[He looks around, expression momentarily helpless.]

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What, and you think she ran into that wall?

I don't know what I think. {It's hard for him to keep the tension from his voice.] I know I chased her down this way and now she's gone. That's all. She should be here.

[But she's not and the longer he stands here talking, the more he relaizes that.]

Maybe she flew away.

[Neal stares at him like he's an idiot.] Yeah, of course she did. [He turns away, starting to walk off before pausing, turning back to look at him.] What are you doing here anyway? Or do you lurk in alleys as a hobby?

[He shrugs. Look, that could happen in his world, okay.] Not recently. I was just passing through the neighborhood this time.

It might be able to happen in his world but definitely not Neal's. Flying is not a usually a valid escape route.]

And you didn't see anything? Not a girl, not...anything? [He knows hes kind of being one track minded but well...It's Kate. He gets like that when she's involved.]

If I saw a girl, I wouldn't be talking to you.

[he sighs, raking a hand through his hair.] Damnit. [He looks around again.] She should be here.

[He starts pacing the alley, trying to figure out what he should do, where he should go next]

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