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I laid out a perfectly plausible plan to catch Ralph in a live trap and keep him as a pet. I’d feel much better about the situation if I knew his whereabouts. Barrett argued that where there is one, there are many. I counterargued that as a collective they could probably make me a dress while I was sleeping.
It was a tough decision, living with small possibly disease-ridden rodents or Barrett.
“I’m covered in dirt and sweat. You can’t expect me to meet the governor looking like this.” Barrett reaches across me to open the door. “This is where I live.” “No. That’s not possible.” I shake my head. “Your home is perched on top of a building, overlooking the mere mortals that dare to breathe your same air.”
“You should smile more,” I tell him, an idea forming in my brain. “In fact, I’m going to put it on my list.” “That seems like a waste.” “Not at all.” I shake my head. “It’s a great smile.” “How many times of day would be sufficient?” He’s amused now. “It doesn’t matter, as long as it’s always directed at me.”
It suddenly feels like there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep that smile on her face.