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Kila: Here - it has all of it- you may count it, now, if you want.
Macey: Nah, I trust you.
Kila: You shouldn’t.
Macey: Ha! Nah, really, I trust you. We’re good. I’ll get out of your hair. Stay out of trouble!
Kila: Ha! Forgetting the rent. Shameful. Twelve?
Kila: (thought): Twelve?