Lau: Oui elle l'a fait. Je l'ai entendue dire, "Larry prend le sac bébé, c'est dans la chambre des enfants". (Yes she do. I hear her say, ''Larry get da baby bag, is in da kids room''.)

Larry: Mensoges. (Lies.)

Lau: Votre appel mon bébé un menteur. (You calling my babe a liar.)

Larry: N... (N...)

Lau: Aller.... Sortir et aller chercher le sac. (Go...Get out and go get da bag.)

Larry grunted soon opening the door, which got me confused.

D: What's going on?

Larry: Nothing booboo I be back.

D: Larry we gotta go, we're already late.

Larry: Is quick, is quick.

He got out and went to the house unlocking it. A minute later he came back out with the baby bag crossing down his chest to his hip, taking two step getting in the car, before locking up the house. Sooner or later, lau pulled out the driveway, stepped on the gas driving to my work.

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D: Turn to the left lau.

Lau: *surprised tone* Das where you work?

Larry: Is so big.

D: *chuckles* Yes, I work here.

They stared at the huge glass like building with amused looks.

They stared at the huge glass like building with amused looks

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