Charlie looked into his own painted eyes and grinned. "Yeah," he said, putting his chin on Deacon's chest, "if he ever stepped out of there and came down here, is it totally utterly wrong of me to think what fun it would be to make out like stoats? I mean - it would add a whole new meaning to the term 'self abuse'."
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