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... exhaled with relief. That's when she heard the Segway rolling up. It was Bill Brasky. ----o0o---- As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at The Salvation Army to pick up a 12-pack of dull pencils, so he knew he was running late. With a inept leap, Bill Brasky was out of the Segway and went flamboyantly jaunting toward Leroy Jenkins's front door. Meanwhile inside, Leroy Jenkins was panicking. Not thinking, she tossed the iPad into a box of carrots and then slid the box behind her hammock. Leroy Jenkins was worried but at least the iPad was concealed. The doorbell rang. 'Come in,' Leroy Jenkins earnestly purred. With a quick push, Bill Brasky opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some selfish spite-toting jerk in a neighborhood-terrorizing crotch rocket,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Leroy Jenkins assured him. Bill Brasky took a seat frighteningly close to where Leroy Jenkins had hidden the iPad. Leroy Jenkins belched trying unsuccessfully to hide her nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' she blurted. But Bill Brasky was distracted. Suddenly inspired by the wise teachings of Confuscious, Leroy Jenkins noticed a oafish look on Bill Brasky's face. Bill Brasky slowly opened his mouth to speak. '...What's that smell?' Leroy Jenkins felt a stabbing pain in her scalp when Bill Brasky asked this. In a moment of disbelief, she realized that she had hidden the iPad right by her oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't ...

... smell anything..!' A lie. A annoying look started to form on Bill Brasky's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's dull pencils from when she used to have pet spotted wolf hamsters. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Bill Brasky nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Leroy Jenkins could react, Bill Brasky carefully lunged toward the box and opened it. The iPad was plainly in view. Bill Brasky stared at Leroy Jenkins for what what must've been six nanoseconds. With fist clenched and teeth gnashed, Leroy Jenkins groped flamboyantly in Bill Brasky's direction, clearly desperate. Bill Brasky grabbed the iPad and bolted for the door. It was locked. Leroy Jenkins let out a exotic chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Bill Brasky,' she rebuked. Leroy Jenkins always had been a little clueless, so Bill Brasky knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Leroy Jenkins did something crazy, like... start chucking live hand grenades at her or something. A few freaknasty minutes later, he gripped his iPad tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels. Leroy Jenkins looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Bill Brasky. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame four days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly she felt a tinge of concern ...