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"Vinny, quit messing with your explosives and come to bed, I'm fallin' asleep here," Audrey said.
"Alright, alright," Vinny said from the other room, showing up a couple minutes later.
Audrey gave him a kiss. "Is that a stick of dynamite in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" she asked playfully.
Vincent sat up suddenly, a pensive expression on his face. "Oh," he said, reaching into his pocket and then he tossed something off carelessly to the side, which hit the ground with a thud. "Stick of dynamite."