Fine. [Pretend all you want, you little shit. It's your funeral.
Rita watches her swing for a second or two, thinking the playground equipment really does need an overhaul. She doesn't csre, per se, but it'd be such good publicity. Her father would hate the idea, but he hates pretty much everything except sex and money, so forget him.
At the question, Rita doesn't even hesitate.]
Why should I tell you. You're going to believe whatever you want, right?
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Rita watches her swing for a second or two, thinking the playground equipment really does need an overhaul. She doesn't csre, per se, but it'd be such good publicity. Her father would hate the idea, but he hates pretty much everything except sex and money, so forget him.
At the question, Rita doesn't even hesitate.]
Why should I tell you. You're going to believe whatever you want, right?