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“Did you just call me Snoopy?" I grinned, feeling lighter than I had all morning. "Nosy Parker work better for you?" "Not even a little, Magic Mike." "Mike danced. He didn't swim." The pert nose of Princess Anya lifted a touch. "He put on a certain type of show. That's the point." "A type you apparently like to watch." Her cheeks pinkened as she bristled.”

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