Skimming the surface of the hobo gravy.

The watery hobo gravy.

How are things going for you?

Not so good, actually.

You... thwarted my progress.

Oh.

I guess it's not that bad.

I can slide sandwiches under the door, bring you your homework.

Life could be good for you.

I don't want to live in your secrets closet.

Whoa.

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Ah!

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All right, no more riddles, little man.

Tell me what I'm supposed to be looking for.

Ow, my eyes!

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Oh, so this is the thing.

Bingo!

Star, I found the thing.

It's a little book.

That's good.

Reading will keep the mind sharp, like a horn.

It's in Munean writing.

Oh, wait, here's English.

Chapter one, Mom's a Poophead.

Mom's a Poophead?

Marco, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Hang on, Star, just give me a sec.

Marco, no! That's not the thing!

That is not the thing!

Uh, skipping forward.

Marco, put that down!

On my 10th birthday, I put noxie frogs in all the servants' beds.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Hey!

I'm out of juice.

Dip down.

Oh.

Marco, it's not the thing! It's not the thing!

Chapter 11, My Thoughts on Marco.

Oh, dip down.

I did it!

I dipped! I dipped! I dipped, Marco!

I'm not a skimmer! I dipped!

Ow! Sorry, but don't read my journal.