All that someone really has to do is sit you in front of the telly with some Laurel and Hardy or the Marx Brothers and you'll basically agree to anything. That's how George got you to agree to renting the deep-cleaner for the second floor.
[He studies her a moment, with a little grin on his face, touched with some bemusement--and then he sighs, and scratches at his forehead, looking down at the floor.]
Oh, come on, let's just get your pillows so you can go and start your-- ghost mafia, with all these bribes.
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[well now he sort of is!]
It's just a question, if it's not an insult, it ought t' be easy enough to answer. Easy, really?
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[A pause. No?]
Easy to bribe? Me? I was asking you to clarify that one.
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[Well, he can't actually finish that protest because really, she's right.]
That was one time, and--really, he was lucky, it was after a long day and I was distracted. Doesn't count.
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[She gives him a little smile]
Besides, I just ask.
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That doesn't count either.
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There you have it.
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Oh, come on, let's just get your pillows so you can go and start your-- ghost mafia, with all these bribes.