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David turned his head to Anya and laughed sheepishly. By the growl in Kallen's voice, that meant trouble. Now, of all times, he had to go see... him. He shivered at the thought of seeing the pack leader, knowing his reputation for meeting people, and they "happen" to wind up dead, or worse.
"It's nothing, but we might want to le-" he froze, hearing the yelling of his boss, whom slammed the door to the office open and glared at David. He didn't want to disappoint both of his bosses, yet he did. "About the tux for your wedding..." he chuckled, "I got into a car crash, and uh... it was... ruined." he said, muttering the last word, although it was obvious his boss understood his nervousness. At once, a coffee mug was flung through the air, hurdling towards Anya. "Duck!" he exclaimed, crouching down and hoping she would do the same.