“Shane, Collin, it’s time for the 2 of you. We’re about to get began and all of the fashions have to line up instantly.”

“All proper,” the Dennisons reply in unison.

“Hunter, we’ll see you in an hour.”

“I’ll be round. Good luck up there, Shane.”

Collin faucets me on the shoulder. “Evans, bought to go. It’s present time.”

“Knock ’em useless.”

“I at all times do.” Collin shrugs his shoulders as if I’ve mentioned probably the most preposterous factor ever.

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