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“I don’t want to have to remind you guys again – Museum Gel is not what you think it is. McPhee doesn’t pay me nearly enough to keep unsticking you two every time you sneak into Restorations,” Larry admonished the two miniatures.
Octavius stared intently at the floor and nervously twiddled the cord on his cloak. “Apologies, my liege. We won’t let it happen again.”
“Worth it!” Jed exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air.
Octavius smacked him in the arm. “Maybe for you!”
Larry shot them a look he normally reserved for Dexter’s shenanigans as he turned to walk away.
