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“Cute.” Frank walked through the sliding doors, still holding Adrienne’s hand and widened his eyes at the sight, and smell, of all the animals. “Whose.”

Quinn slowed down once they were outside the theater and looked at his watch. “I have to go soon so I only have a few minutes left.”