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Yes, fine, just a bit cheesed that someone scratched the Hummer. Had to take the Silver Cloud out instead. (The runabout beemer's at the shop; too much blood in the air filter...) And Westerley's dropped dead, selfish blighter, so I've had to make do with Basil, who's not nearly as good a chauffeur, and objects mightily to Lady Markham's sexual advances.
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