Martin made a face at that. "Is that the one that you're not supposed to feed at night or let go swimming?" The assistants in the meantime had finished whatever it was they needed to do, Martin wasn't sure, but it was important that they finish since it meant fancy suits. He'd let Frances deal with them and shock them by paying in cash. But first he whispered her way. "Can we eat after? I'm hungry...do you think they have milkshakes here?"
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