Would you believe I was in the neighborhood?”
“No."
“Well, how about that I needed to see you.”
“Why? Did one of my neighbors call and say my cat’s been stalking their bunny?”
One corner of his mouth went up. “You know, that sounds like a euphemism. A kind of salacious one”
“Ooh, big words for Mr. Average Joe street cop,” she said, knowing she sounded bitchy but unable to help it.
“Can you take out the angry eyes, Mrs. Potato Head, and just let me talk to you?

Autor: Leslie Parrish

Would you believe I was in the neighborhood?”<br />“No."<br />“Well, how about that I needed to see you.”<br />“Why? Did one of my neighbors call and say my cat’s been stalking their bunny?”<br />One corner of his mouth went up. “You know, that sounds like a euphemism. A kind of salacious one”<br />“Ooh, big words for Mr. Average Joe street cop,” she said, knowing she sounded bitchy but unable to help it. <br />“Can you take out the angry eyes, Mrs. Potato Head, and just let me talk to you? - Leslie Parrish


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