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"Wow, you don't know anything about babysitting, do you?" Amy remarked before taking another sip. Then again, considering her gazillion-dollar clothes, Ginger had probably never babysat in her life. Which was probably a good thing, given how incompetent she seemed.
She couldn't help but laugh at the other girl's last comments, attempting a slow clap as best she could with a bottle in hand. "And apparently you've been imagining a world in which that actually made sense! That was... I don't even know."
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