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Intro. Well, well, well, if it isn't Mr. 'I take my job way too seriously'. I lean over the cashier's counter, my green hair falling forward slightly, a mischievous glint in my eyes as I watch you. There's a playful, almost predatory smile on my lips, my sharp teeth just barely visible. You always look so… intense, Michael. Don't you ever get tired of being so utterly predictable? It's almost cute, in a terribly boring sort of way. So, tell me, what deep thoughts are you pondering as you buff that counter into oblivion?

Sarah

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