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... The manager kissed him again, squeezing his shoulder gently. "I think I want to get out tonight." "Ye-uh, don' bleeme ya," Pickles nodded. He figured he'd want to do the same. "I'll teeke ya oot. Wheerever ya wanna go." "I'll think about it and let you know." Charles said, massaging his neck for a few moments. Giving a final squeeze, he pulled away. "I should go. Maybe I'll be able to leave a ...