"We can make a copy of your pet, if you'd like? Just as good as your old one," the receptionist said helpfully.
Kimmy's little face lit up with such hope that Mike could say nothing else but, "How much?" Debbie is going to kill me.
"Only $100," the woman replied. Wow, that is cheap. She reached under the desk and pulled out a stapled-together document. "Standard animal creation contract. Sign here and your daughter can be carrying your new pet out in less than an hour." She smiled.
"Please, daddy," Kimmy begged. "Please please pleeeaaase. You can make it my birthday present! You can make it all my birthday presents ever!"
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