Austin, trudging upstairs: I wasn't here
when your mom brought over all the food from West Side Market. Did she get the scone for me or did she get the scone for
us? 'Cause if she got the scone for us, I cut it in half and left
yours in the kitchen. If she got the scone for me, I'm going down and
eating the rest of it.
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