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[Well, looky here. After finally outing himself as the fifth police officer with his bit of mischievous fun at the party last week, Grimsley dons the uniform and shines the badge with no little amount of swagger. He'll be zipping around town in the new vehicle the town was so kind as to lend him - Not a police car, but a police bike. And
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Might I ask if you've had the pleasure of meeting the lovely Hilda yet?
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[Well, the voice of an elderly grandmother wasn't quite what he'd been expecting.]
May I have the pleasure of inquiring whom I might be speaking with?
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It's Foster! I replied to your comment the other day. How do you do?
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Got a problem? ♪
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I believe it's traditional to begin by smugly asking you what you've think you've done, but perhaps we can skip that part.
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Ah, I vote we skip that part, since I'm pretty sure I haven't done anything. [Wait, just need to think over that for a minute.]... Yeah, I'm sure I haven't done anything.
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Cards, huh? Sounds like fun.
[There's a loud sigh into the receiver. No. She really can't dance around this.]
Grimsley, listen. I'm sorry for what happened at the camp. I don't expect you to forgive me. Or N. But I needed to say it.
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As I align myself with the 'Dark', I'm well capable of holding grudges over petty little things. Watching someone turn into zombie isn't one of them. If anything, you must forgive me for my thoughts. Had it been my choice, I would have killed you immediately. While you were still yourself.
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