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It is Del!

She is in the Bar!

...

And there are monkeys. Purple ones. With umbrellas.

Just cause.

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"Is she talking yet?" Susan asks.

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"SoMeTiMeS hEr BrAiN GiGgLeS?" Del suggests hesitantly.

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"Oh. Kay," Susan says, carefully. "Crawling, sitting?"

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"ShE cRaWlS a loT. And SiTS bUt SoMeTimEs ShE tIpS."

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"That's only to be expected," Susan admits still looking at Derry.

"So, when would you like me to sit with her?" she smiles at Del politely.

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Del is not so good with whens. And she knows this, looking at Susan uncertainly. "...WhEn YoU...CaN?"

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She nods.

"I can a lot, of course. Time and I... are having regular sex have an understanding."

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"ThAt'S lOvElY! I hoPE iT iS VeRy GoOd SeX. WhEnEvEr YoU wAnT tO, TheN?"

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"Oh, it's Perfect. OK, then."

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"I aM sO gLaD fOr YoU! ThAnK yOU So MuCh AlMoSt NiEcE lAdY!"

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"That was a little sarcastic, you know. You're welcome, aunt."

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"YeS, bUt WhEN yOu ArE iNsAnE, yOu CaN iGnOrE SarCasM iF yOu'D liKE! We wiLl Be WaItIng FoR yOu. YeS!"

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Susan just smiles politely.