Hallie came to me holding small bottle of my fingernail polish. She asked (the last few sentences almost singing with allurement):
"Can I have this? I'll share it with you. I will--you can have some of it. I'll share it with you."
Her sing-song voice trying to charm me into giving her what's already mine... so that I can have some of it.
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