[ Jon's quick not to let that happen. He wasn't used to nearly as many scraps as Gerry was, sure, but he wasn't completely defenseless, either. And moreover - what was once a flimsy, inoffensive-yet-bizarre scrap was suddenly becoming something of some sort of power--- and something he didn't care to let out of his sight so easily. ]
I'm going to ask you one more time, Gerry. Answer me, or get the hell out of my house.
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I'm going to ask you one more time, Gerry. Answer me, or get the hell out of my house.