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Oh, you know. Pretty great until I got a concussion and fell off the roof and he called me up the next day with the scary voice and threatened my life.

Of course...[Ugh. Please don't get yourself killed again, you dumb asshole.] Has anything happened since then?

No.

[ He's so scary, Piper. ]

The creep knows where I live, though.

Well that's...worrisome.

[Pause.]

Ugh, alright, I think we need to get back to talking about the kid before I decide to come over there and punch you for being such a moron.

Aww, are you worried?

Oh, of course not, why would I possibly be worried?

[~*~*~*~*~*~*~sarcasm~*~*~*~*~*~*~]

You're adorable when you're trying to disembowel me with the razor-sharp edge of your sarcasm, you know that?

Oh, shut up, will you?

Why don'tcha make me?

Don't tempt me.

[He means that in an "I'll come over there and kick your ass" way, but.]

Tempt tempt, Piper!

Is this all a joke to you?

[Piper you already know the answer to that.]

You're the one who's apparently not serious about coming over here and punching me.

Do you want me to come over there and punch you?

What if I do?

You might actually convince me to do it?

Well, time's a-wastin', Piper! Put your money where your mouth is, get your ass over here and rough me up a little.

You sound a little too excited about that.

I'm just excited enough.

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