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- HAND IT OVER! NOW!
- HAHA, BOB. GET HIM HALA.
- IT'S MINE, NOT YOUR'S, WEIRDO!!
- LOL, LOOK AT BOB RIGHT NOW.
- HEY!
- Yes sir, Mr. Supreme.
- BOTH OF YOU, FOLLOW ME, NOW!!
- Bob stole the piece of granite that I had found outside my house.
- Mr. Supreme, I didn't. She's lying like always. Me and you are friends, you trust me right?
- Don't lie to me now, I know you like to steal things, you tried to steal money off my desk. Therefore, the rock or granite goes back to Hala. I never want to see this happen again, alright?
- Ugh, whatever, here.
- Thanks Mr. Supreme.
- Of course. :)
- My granite is finally back, and now I don't have to worry about Bob again.
