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... ext time, we're just going to blitz through at tier eight," Amanda said as she leaned back into her chair.
Bob looked around the table and found everyone nodding in agreement.
"This may have been a bit much," he conceded as he rubbed Monroe's ears.
"One more," Jessica sighed. "I can't even express how much I want an ice cream."
"Chocolate," Amanda agreed dreamily.
"A-1 sauce," Mike mumbled, his eyes distant.
"Heathen," Jack accused.
"On a g ...
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