Precioussssss…Enjoy your stroll while you can, Wang Chung. You may have escaped the sartorial purgatory that is the ceremonial cinching of bridal bodices, but do not dare forget to whom you are in debt.
The tithe is high, Wang. And is payable on receipt. In accordance with our deal, I expect the head of Mischa Barton on my doorstep in the morning.
I doubt she will be missed.
Dammit, Coddington, get your damn ginger hair out of my face! I’ve had it up to HERE with you upstaging me.
Yes. Everybody Wang Chung tonight.
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