[Ralph wrinkles his nose at her explanation. He didn't get mad THAT often. Really! He didn't! She was totally blowing it all out of proportion!]
[But that didn't stop her story from seeming...plausible...though why in the world he'd help such a bratty little punk was beyond him. She'd said they were friends or something hadn't she?]
[You can practically see the steam as the gears between his ears work overtime. He brings his mop around and props himself up with it, chin on his hands. THINK. THINK. THINK.]
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[But that didn't stop her story from seeming...plausible...though why in the world he'd help such a bratty little punk was beyond him. She'd said they were friends or something hadn't she?]
[You can practically see the steam as the gears between his ears work overtime. He brings his mop around and props himself up with it, chin on his hands. THINK. THINK. THINK.]
[Maybe my code did get scrambled Owh his head.]