“Roarke. With me." "Man," Peabody breathed. "I wish I could say that. Just once." "Once would be all before I stabbed out your eyes with an ice pick." "Ouch. Might be worth it." "A dull ice pick," Eve added just as Roarke joined them. "Scram." "Goodnight, Peabody." He sent her a smile that made her think, Still worth it. "Dull ice pick?" he said as they continued towards the glides. "Girl talk.”
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