[o] This Is Stupid

[suckers]

[916 Bilko; Inside (housemate locked)]

[Scratch is a naturally curious and suspicious entity, particularly to things he is not sure of. And the gift under that gaudy tree in the living room, wrapped in green and addressed to him, is very suspicious. He already was returned his strength for becoming a reclusive, stingy and ill human for that week,

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[admiresclocks]

[Just passin' through.]

Hey! You got all your clocks back! Did that Santa guy bring 'em?

[suckers]

Yes, he did. A very generous fellow, despite any negligence in his charity.

[...Isn't this one of Slick's cohorts?]

[admiresclocks]

He sure is! He gave me a stocking with gummi bears in it!

[Yes. Yes he is.]

This is a lot smaller than your old house though. Where are you gonna put all these clocks?

[suckers]

[Yeah, he definitely is. And he wouldn't be surprised if he assisted in the blowing up of his room, given this one is the bomb expert if memory serves well.]

Not sure. Maybe I'll sell some or keep it in safe keeping somewhere. [A place where Slick can't get to them at least.]

[admiresclocks]

[Deuce is busy poking at one of the clocks. But in a non-destructive way, at least.]

If you're gonna sell some, can I buy one? I always wanted one.

[One wonders how he got into the Midnight Crew with that attitude...]

[suckers]

[He hums. That is a dubious offer in a sort. He doesn't think Deuce will do anything, not being a loose canon like Slick. But then there is Slick.]

I would be fine with that arrangement. However, you would need to keep them away from Slick. He wouldn't hesitate breaking one.

[admiresclocks]

Oh, I definitely wouldn't show it to the Boss! He hates clocks. And I'll take real good care of it, too! Promise!

[Yay, a large and unwieldy clock of his very own. This is the best day~!]

[suckers]

[Sigh. Well he has to get rid of these somehow.]

Very well. Pick one out.

[admiresclocks]

Thanks!

[He peruses several, practically sparkling with excitement.]

I'll take this one~!

[He's settled on one of the medium sized grandfather clocks.]

[suckers]

Ah, a fine choice.

[Which is what he would say for any clock Deuce may have picked out.]

The price is...let's say five hundred dollars.

[admiresclocks]

That sounds fair!

[Good thing there are no actual bills to pay in Mayfield, because Deuce would totally tank his not!family's bank account for this.}