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“Gary, hurry up for God's sake, let's get outta here before these guerrillas ram into the house.”
“Alright bro, if you assume this could save our damned lives somehow.”
“Gary, cut the crap; don't be so daft, will you? We haven't done anything wrong, right? Only those two tarts last night were freaking suspicious, but I don't think . . .”
“Oh, right, are they still around then, I mean the two beauties, Brian?”
“No, I'm sure they're gone now, as I instructed.”
“As you did what? Are you insane? To kick those bombshells out, are you straight?”
“Gary, yes, I'm straight, OK. Now, calm down and let's get things sorted with the Death General outside first. He's my wicked brother Dixon's right hand, but I'm sure we can solve whatever there is in a civilized manner.”
“I really doubt that B
