[Well, despite looking like one of those guys that moves slower than molasses rolling uphill in January because he just can't be bothered unless he's on a stage behind some sort of squealing guitar, Rick's got plenty of speed on him; he's nervous, yattering away about how he's got no idea where Alan lives but he's got a really cute girlfriend that Rick may or may not have dated at some point and ha-hah, how awkward is that, um, but the point is that he knows where the girlfriend lives and if Alan's not there maybe she'll have some idea -
However, annoying though the daily lives of teenagers tends to be, Steve Buscemi over there is going to notice something well before they get anywhere near the girlfriend's apartment, as they're making their way past a row of shops that's still closed for the morning but would surely have become rather well-populated later in the day. There's an odd scent in the air near one of the shops specializing in the wine Olivine's renowned for - something strong and chemical in a way that's decidedly not supposed to be there.]
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However, annoying though the daily lives of teenagers tends to be, Steve Buscemi over there is going to notice something well before they get anywhere near the girlfriend's apartment, as they're making their way past a row of shops that's still closed for the morning but would surely have become rather well-populated later in the day. There's an odd scent in the air near one of the shops specializing in the wine Olivine's renowned for - something strong and chemical in a way that's decidedly not supposed to be there.]