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Post by Sweeney Todd on Nov 19, 2007 17:52:04 GMT -5
"Yes. I could turn you into a goat if I felt like it," he replied dryly.
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Post by Richard on Nov 19, 2007 17:54:46 GMT -5
"I d- I d- I don't really want to be a goat."
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Post by Hallie on Nov 19, 2007 17:57:18 GMT -5
**SWEENEY**
"Well, if that's the case, you'd do best to get out of that chair and do your job," he said, tossing the rag to Richard.
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Post by Richard on Nov 19, 2007 17:58:52 GMT -5
"It's closing time," Richard objected.
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Post by Hallie on Nov 19, 2007 17:59:25 GMT -5
**SWEENEY**
"I know. Now clean off the chair from today."
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Post by Richard on Nov 19, 2007 18:03:15 GMT -5
Richard groaned and picked up the rag.
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Post by Crowley on Nov 19, 2007 18:05:57 GMT -5
**SWEENEY**
Sweeney smiled complacently as he watched the other man work. Richard's drug addiction was the greatest thing that had ever happened to his shop.
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Post by Richard on Nov 19, 2007 18:09:56 GMT -5
Richard stopped and looked over his shoulder.
"You're staring."
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Post by Maria on Nov 20, 2007 21:13:04 GMT -5
(("If I've looked in your direction, it was only to see if your chalice needed refilling."))
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Post by Sweeney Todd on Nov 30, 2007 18:39:58 GMT -5
He shrugged. "What else is there to look at? The ceiling?"
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