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He shrugged his shoulders, "If you say so," He then whispered, "Fancy-Pants."
When the two got to the door, Sam opened it, greeting them. "Ahh, my two stars of the show. Hows it going Dick? Whats hanging Jack? I had both of your meals ordered specially, making sure they have your favorites." He said with a tender smile, masking a hidden sadness and a touch of guilt.
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