"You got it, Cupcakes," she says, body language slow, restrained, deliberate, eyes wide and gaze fixed. "That's what we want. What we really believe. And all but one of us who have any kind of scruples about what we'd try to win are dead or knocked out of play. And I don't mean me. I would and will pull every trick I can. So will my Honorable Opposition this round."
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