Talking money

"Thank goodness for that!" you gasp, sitting upright between Lennie and Morton "I don't think I could have withstood any more of that painting!". You're insanely ticklish, which is why your father doesn't tell you about his secret missions.

"We gave you the antidote." says Lennie, putting her chubby arm around you "Now where's this money, honey?"

"I've got some change in my trouser pocket" you reply "If I could get my clothes back please."

"Very Well," says Morton "Let's go get them!"

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