Page 165 of Nearly Roadkill

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Scratch:Yeah?

Winc:She waved at me!

Scratch:Cool!

Private Message to Scratch

Winc:Scratch, the little hippie chick is making me nervous.

Scratch:Huh?

Winc:She keeps walking back and forth.

Scratch:Wait a minute. Are you saying she doesn’t *belong to you*?

Winc:::hands on hips:: I should say not! Look at those *shoes*!

Scratch:::looking:: Right.

Private Message to Scratch

Winc:The hippie chick is ba-ack.

Scratch:I figured it out! Must be one of Gwyn’s guardian angels.

Winc:Of course!

Private Message to Winc

Gwynyth:The little hippie is not mine, my dear hearts, but I’m watching.

Winc:Anything we should do?

Gwynyth:Nope.

Private Message to Scratch

Gwynyth:The little hippie is not mine, my dear hearts, but I’m watching.

Scratch:It’s a spy!

Gwynyth:Yup.

Private Message to Winc

Scratch:Um, the hippie’s got company.

Winc:I see! What *is* that?

Scratch:Beats me. Looks like a dandelion with wisps sticking out.

Private Message to Winc

Gwynyth:Don’t be alarmed if you see my StickyBomb. Whatever you do, don’t touch her!

Winc:StickyBomb?

Gwynyth:Dandelion crossed with sludge and quicksand.

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