[That better not be anything lewd, young lady. Claire about to say as much when Bree sends the attack into the air, and Claire covers her mouth and nose with one hand while waving away the dust with the other. Even so, she ends up sneezing. Once. Twice. And a third time.]
Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ. [She sniffles.] Good thing you've your old bed until this place is cleaned up.
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Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ. [She sniffles.] Good thing you've your old bed until this place is cleaned up.