[Basco stops just as he gets an inch from the door that leads back into the kitchen and casts a look over his shoulder.]
Are you... implying that Sally would steal from me? [Even mere thought of such a suggestion is utterly ridiculous.] Don't compare my girl to your parrot, Marvy-chan.
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Are you... implying that Sally would steal from me? [Even mere thought of such a suggestion is utterly ridiculous.] Don't compare my girl to your parrot, Marvy-chan.