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You have a knack for getting yourself in trouble. What's this time then?

Oh mon ami, where do I even start?

We aren't friends and it better not be something which gives me work.

That depends on you then, don't it? I'll just head on my way...

Not a clever thing to tell a police officer cos now I'm suspicious. Maybe I ought to take you down to the station.

For bein' friendly? If that's th case, we ain't that good of friends.

You were going to explain something and once I mentioned work you changed your mind. That seem suspicious to me.

An you don't reckon it's cause you were just rude an Unfriendly?

Call it an occupational hazard.

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All th same, I think I'll be leavin.

~Start.~

Well... You gotta promise you aren't gonna set me on fire.

~I promise.~

...You promise-promise or you just sayin' that... ?

~I haven't decided yet.~

[Deep breath]

We was usin' your Damned record for a sountract in th danger room.... th one with Smash it Up?

~Uh huh....~

An th kids had a bet goin'... which team was gonna win 'gainst th zombie plague...

Anyway, th kids watchin' th danger room got into a fight... and blew up th control room.

Th important thing is that th kids are all okay, oui?

~No! That was one of the first albums I ever bought!~

I'll buy you another one! Any record you want! It'll be better!

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[SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH. Telepathically, somehow.]

Or steal? If it ain't for sale.

~I TOLD you not to borrow me stuff without asking.~

You didn't say not to...

~I did so!~

Non... m'pretty sure you agreed it was fine cause I wasn't goin' through your stuff.

Why bother? It’s never your fault, is it?

Brynn... non. I know you think that but...

So explain yourself? I have a little bit of time before going back to work.

Right...

...would you believe me if I said I was bein impersonated by a doppleganger from another timeine an held prisoner while he took Petite t
'baby swim?

He came here just to take my baby swimming? Remy... My baby is what I trust you with. It coulda gone a lot worse.

Okay. Fair.

...Would you believe an evil clone?

What else did your evil clone do?

Then we went t'th museum. An stole a painting.

~Well that was before you broke anything!~

I didn't break it....

~Sigh.~

Don't worry. You know m'good for th money. Wont be hard t'find a new one.

~That's not the point, it's the sentimental value.~