the fridge

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Calypso: Carson, please get of the fridge 

Carson: no

Calypso: Carson please.

Carson: Calypso you don't understand. I must protect my territory.

Calypso: what?

Carson: Leo is coming. I must be ready.

Calypso: Oh my gods.

Leo, who just walked in: Hey Calypso, hey Carson. Waaaaiiiiit a minute. CARSON, I TOLD you that I owned the fridge!


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