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“You know, Eun— Errant, he’s just too smart for us,” Sara says in a stage whisper. “We need someone on [i]his[/i] level.”

She gets up, struts away, and leaves the jar on the floor, tantalizingly in reach for anyone with arms.

She comes back five minutes later with a shabby, disheveled hobo of a man, and smiles [i]so[/i] innocently. “Hey, Vic. Brought you someone you could actually have a real conversation with. Go ahead and make him an offer, bro.”