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“Wonderful. Go get them.”

His smile disappeared. “What?”

“Cleaning supplies.”

He looked at me.

I shook my head and held up my hands. “Don’t fucking drag me into it. Just do what she asks.”

“But I—”

Ma lifted one eyebrow.

Munch turned around. “I’ll get them.”

Hazel leaned closer to me. “Does everyone do what she says?”

“Pretty much.”

“I heard that,” Ma called.

“Good.”

She smiled.

Taco started backing toward the hallway.

Ma turned. “Taco.”

He froze. “Yeah?”

“Where are you going?”

“Outside.”

“No, you’re not.”

“I got shit to do,” he insisted.

“So do I.”

“That’s great. I wish you all the best with that, Pink.” Taco bowed to her and turned on his heel.

“And you’re helping.”

He looked over his shoulder, horrified. “With what?”

“Cleaning.”

His mouth dropped open.

I smiled. Finally, this shit was getting entertaining.

“I don’t clean.”

Ma stared at him.

Taco looked at me. “Prez.”