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Ain’t no one gonna fault me for self-defense, ‘specially from some phenom freak.

I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…

Ya picked the wrong mother fucker to rob, bitch!

What’n the hell?!

That’s funny, ‘cause see, currently it ain’t. Could be again, depending how bad ya want it. But the price just went up another 50. Maybe we do some kinda installment payments?

It’s. My. Necklace.

If ya ain’t got more green in them tight little pants, maybe something else in there you can offer up instead? We can go in the back room and I’ll help ya check.

But what you do pay for is my hard work and effort. See, yer money here’s no good, ‘cause it’s more like 30 dollars short. Price tag on that fine item there is $50.

Oh my gosh! Yes, thank you for understanding! I really…

Hey, I get it. Bitch done you wrong. Took what was yers and sold it under false pretenses. Ain’t yer fault. You shouldn’t have to pay for her shitty actions.