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| Hail to thee little old lady type person, how may I assist thee? | |
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| I'm the washing lady young man, and from the smell it's about time you changed your undies, hand them over now. | |
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The Templar guard drops his kacks and deposits them in the old ladies bag.
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| *Blushes* Ah erm right, I never thought Templar undergarments needed washing, but I suppose you are correct. | |
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| Hehe yes erm I will be right back. | |
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The old lady departs hastily.
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| Erm you won't be long right? | |
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| Hasta la Vista sucker!!! MUAHAHAHA!!! | |
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