It was a crazy, crazy night, just mostly with residents disappearing and needing to call the police and what not.
I was thinking of how to "fight" Anne on my break, a walk to the grocery store. I figured I could enter meetings with a slightly wolfish grin and figure out how to wolfishly eat her. So, maybe I could sit there contemplating what kinds of sauces she might taste good barbecued with, such as lemon butter or different styles of BBQ sauces.
Well, if nothing else, the thought greatly amuses me.
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