Chris scratched at the designer stubble on his chin. "Exotic animals, hey? Hmm. Have I ever said how much I wanted a Muirdian Macaw? I'd do anything for one of them..."
Phillip read the letter, growing more and more interested as he read on.."Hmm...I'm getting the feeling the Fongs want a Temple Orphan for one of their 'attractions'...Eh, they know what they're doing. You've got my vote, Doctor."
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