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... the other way with an exaggerated stretch and yawn, like he hadn’t just dropped a grenade on the poor guy’s lap. "You owe me ten lifetimes of favors!" Mark called after him.
Damon waved a lazy hand. "Put it on my tab!"
As the echoes of Mark’s muttering faded down the corridor, Damon smiled and let out a sigh. Now that he had successfully guilt-tripped his friend into taking care of some troublesome things, he had time to focus on other things.
The most important one being ...
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