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The dame paid me a hundred samoleons to find her kid sister. I was just headed to my car when my old nemesis, Det. Fred Turmoil, came by to read me the riot act.
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| This is your last warning, Jawclench. DON'T MESS IN POLICE BUSINESS! | |
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| You're right. A police matter is no place for a private investigator to involve himself. From now on, I'll stick to messy divorces and wayward girls, and leave you alone. | |
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| Well, just go ahead and take all the fucking fun out of my day. | |
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| Come by later. I'll make party mix. | |
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