Robber Girl:
You're not cooking her!
Autumn Robber:
What do you think you're doing? That's my dinner, that is.
Robber Girl:
No! I need a playmate. There is no one my own age to play with.
Autumn Robber:
Yuck. Don't I always tell you not to play with your food! Throw her in the pot!
Gerda:
I don't think I'll taste that good, really.
Robber Girl:
I need a peer group.
Autumn Robber:
She's not a peer group, she's supper.
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