from behind closed door Meriguez! for the last dark-damn time, there is no amount her voice gets sing song No amount! normal pissed off tone of stolen drone scrap metal that you could possibly sell me in exchange for noxintile. None! Especially not at noon! Now you either get your narco butt out of my club, or you and my curtain rod are about to experience some very unpleasant deja vu, she opens the door to find you standing there isn't it a little early to be selling cookies?
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