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“You have to convince him. Be charming. Use your Edger wiles.” Georgie furrowed his eyebrows in thought and looked at Declan. “Don’t eat her fried chicken. It tastes good, but she puts rat poison in it.” The inscrutable mask on Declan’s face shattered. He leaned forward and laughed.
“Also,” he said after a small pause, “your funeral cake was delicious.” “Funnel. Funnel cake. I’ll get you the recipe. It’s similar to pancakes.”
The adoring crowd seemed to have grown. “You’re going to cause a riot.” “You think so? I’ve never created a riot before. I did cause a brawl at the last formal.
