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"Will your friend be all right?" asks Leo.

"She'll be fine," says Bina, hoping that it's true. "She knows what she's doing. Who are those guys your boss is talking too?"

Leo peers through the window, the courtyard is busy as the final rush of people bundle through the entrance and towards the rows of seats.

"They have nice coats," says Leo. "Investors maybe?"

"You don't know them?" asks Bina.

"No - but - you know what's strange, if I didn't know any better, I'd swear he was looking right at us."



"Ah," says Bina, peering into the morning sunlight. "Well, um, bad news - he's definitely looking at us."