Dudley yelped a bit when Pyxis bit him, slapping her bum. "Oi, don't bite me. You were poking my jiggly bits first. Who do you have a date with tonight, then? Can I come to the game or is it private?"
"Thank you," Laney said, hanging Radley back his phone. "She seemed cool, yeah. I've always liked her when I met her. God, Uncle Walden spoils you."
Thoreau looked up at Rooney for a moment, then dropped his hands, picking up his fork again. "I'm eating my breakfast," he promised, digging in to it. "It's very good."
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