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Tʜᴇ Lᴜᴘɪɴᴇ Cᴏʀsᴀɪʀs

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"Is this okay for you?" John B asks

"Yeah, have a seat." Shoupe nods as John B plops down on the arm of the chair, "So y'all were just puttering along and you happened to stop by here?"

"He hired us. I told you that."

•••

"Wes Genrette, who could hire anyone, hired you bozos?"

"Well, hard to believe or not, we did find El Dorado, so our track record is..." Pope trails off

•••

"Did I say you did anything?"

"Well, then why are we here locked up like we've done something suspicious?" Sarah asks

"Oh God, you're not locked up. Princess Cameron, stop exaggerating."

•••

"Do you really think we'd stick around here if we did something?" Cleo asks as Sarah walks around behind her

"Maybe you were just trying to be clever. I mean, if I thought y'all were capable of that."

"No, man, we just walked into it."

•••

"You have us talking separately like this is an interrogation." Charlotte points out

"Mm-hmm." Cleo hums from behind her

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"Is this a crime scene?"

"Why would you ask me that?"

"Well, you're talking to me, and I'm here." John B says

"Okay, I'll just have to get you a junior detective badge." Shoupe says, "No, not a crime scene, not yet. I'm just getting ahead of it."

•••

"What's that mean?" Pope asks

"You're disaster magnets, all right? That's what that means, and you know it." Shoupe says

"When it comes to trouble, we are a few standard deviations off the mean." Pope points, "If you were to put it on a graph.""

"Pope, stop trying to confuse me."

"Math confuses you?"

"Are you poking fun at me?"

"No, I'm not making fun of you."

•••

"So you go see Genrette. And then what happened?"

"He was talking about some little necklace thing." Kie shrugs

•••

"The old man thought he was cursed." Pope says

"Cursed?"