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- Oh, I'm as dense as a cork... Ouch! - Beata rubbed the back of her head. - Why?!
- To get your brain working, - replied Guyon calmly. - And I barely touched you.
- I'm more upset by the surprise, - Beata huffed. - But no, I won't go.
- Come on, it's not that bad. It doesn't even hurt.
- And I won't answer the first question...
- Everyone here is one of us.
- Maybe we could draw lots? - Beata looked hopefully at the boss.
А, вот почему.
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕