(Knocks on the door)
Mom: Coming!
(Door opens)
Mom: Oh hey Marcus, come on in! Dinner is almost ready.
Marcus: Why thank you Mrs. Johnson!
Michael: Oh hey Marcus! How are you doing?
Marcus: I'm good thanks, and yourself?
Michael: I'm doing alright, thanks for asking.
(in the kitchen, out of range of Marcus hearing)
Michael: Why is Marcus here? I hate that f***er.
Mom: Watch your language! And he's here because I felt like he needed some company. His goldfish just died you know.
Michael: Only friend he ever had.
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