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... r of his armor.
"I didn't think you'd actually say no," Yorrick replied.
Bob shook his head and sighed, then slid Monroe from his Makres, holding the super-sized floof in his arms as another microphone was clipped to the big Maine-coon's armor.
"Why are we putting a microphone on Monroe?" Bob asked, directing his question to the woman who appeared to be in charge, or at least she was the one directing everyone else.
"Honestly, Bob, can I call you Bob? Monroe has a ...
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