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Chloe: Yeah, I'm not sure what's up with that. We looked a LOT.
Amber: I'm just glad I made it onto the boat!
Chloe: It was cool that you were there. I especially liked how you crashed the rehearsal by crawling over to my place by the bridesmaids. You totally wrecked Rev. Donna's concentration.
Amber: I know. That's probably why I had to stay home with Mom-Mom during the real wedding.
Chloe: Yeah, probably. It was good that you got to explore, though. You know, Daddy would have freaked out that Good Cop let you crawl all over the poop deck.
Amber: Don't I know it! Hope he doesn't read this!
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