I couldn't tell who was trying harder not to laugh, the police officers questioning Kip, or Takahatchi. Kip waltzed--or rather limped--into the station dressed head-to-toe like a wannabe hippie chick and demanded my release in a high-pitched tirade. Aside from a strained ankle, he looked perfectly well, and the police finally agreed to my release. I'm free, finally, back at the mansion. Hygiene wasn't a priority in the prison, so I had a good scrub with my cocktail bar soap. Also, despite my generally hairless face, I managed to grow some scruffle in prison, so I had a heart to heart with a container of shaving treatment shaving cream. Looks like that set Takahatchi got me for my birthday wasn't for nothing.
Birthday!
Oh my gosh, today is Fredrica's birthday! Not... that... it's that important or anything. She's just a fellow Vivaswag teammate, that's all... yeah I should get her something. Any thoughts anybody? What do you think she'd like?
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