Farrah: Looks like there's a new sheriff in town.
Chance Victor: >Okay, I'll play along<
Chance: Howdy, ma'am.
You're lookin' as fresh as mornin' dew on a cactus blossom.
Farrah: >Tee-hee< Think you can reach the door for today?
Chance: Sure as shootin', ma'am.
Farrah: Hmm...looks like another car or such.
Katy did mention that this year's calendar seemed a bit car-heavy.
Farrah: And it's another one with a lot of pieces.
Chance: Don't you worry yer purty little head over it, little missy.
The big bad sheriff'll sort out this here vee-hickle.
Farrah: 'Little missy?' Don't bury yourself in the part, Keanu.
Farrah: Someone can run it around on Christmas Day.
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