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"I demand a recount!" stormed Veronica, eyes flashing.
Wallace shuffled his feet and looked away slightly. Mac wasn't so unwilling to say nothing however. "Look, Veronica," she said hesitently, "You know it's nothinng really personal, but you did - I mean do have this habit of just using us a lot. Mac, can you do me this? Mac, can you build me a website?"
"I do not!" exclaimed Veronica indignently, "Tell her Wallace!"
"And how many files have I got for you from Neptune High, girl?" asked Wallace sadly.
Veronica's mouth opened and closed, silently. "Oh," she eventually managed to get out.
Keith made a small rumbling noise that sounded something like a cross between "I knew it!" and "That's my girl." Veronica walked over and put one hand onto her father's arm.
"Thanks for not voting for me, Dad," she said, tears glistening in her eyes, "But I guess when you have to go, it's best to make a quick exit."
She leaned over, kissed him softly on the cheek, and left the basket.
The silence stretched for a very long time this time.