Whatever. No skin off my back. [He starts walking away, ahead of them. He glances over his shoulder at Babe.]
Oi, Grover. Let's move it.
[Not that he's bothering to see if the cow will follow him home. It might just follow the girls instead. He's out the door and on his way. Not that this is a forgotten matter or anything. He'll be keeping an eye out for these two in the coming battle.]
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Oi, Grover. Let's move it.
[Not that he's bothering to see if the cow will follow him home.
It might just follow the girls instead.He's out the door and on his way. Not that this is a forgotten matter or anything. He'll be keeping an eye out for these two in the coming battle.]