He smiles, then. "Oh. I'd worried someone was messing with you. That's true, but it's not because there's a special queue, it's because they need to make you a better offer if you've got a chance of getting out all on your own. Can't sell a decrepit riding-zebra-unicorn for a mansion, to someone who's already three-quarters down the road, after all."
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He smiles, then. "Oh. I'd worried someone was messing with you. That's true, but it's not because there's a special queue, it's because they know they need to make you a better offer if you've got a chance of getting out all on your own. Can't sell a decrepit riding-zebra-unicorn for a mansion, to someone who's already three-quarters down the road, after all." |
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He smiles, then. "Oh. I'd worried someone was messing with you. That's true, but it's not because there's a special queue, it's because they know they need to make you a better offer if you've got a chance of getting out all on your own. Can't sell a decrepit riding-zebra-unicorn for a mansion, to someone who's already three-quarters down the road, after all." |