[All she can think is that it's surprisingly neat for Cyril's place, and no Landon in sight to be cleaning up after him.
She follows the explanation as best she can--it all sounds so unreal and complicated. She hopes it'll get easier with practice.] A job? What kind of job can I ge-
HOW MUCH MONEY!? [She drops the phone, the papers, everything and stares at him in disbelief, before quickly scrambling to pick up the card. She crouches on the ground, staring at the card like she's just found the holy grail.]
I've never had that much money in my life... [Petunia's voice is faint. She might actually fall over.]
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She follows the explanation as best she can--it all sounds so unreal and complicated. She hopes it'll get easier with practice.] A job? What kind of job can I ge-
HOW MUCH MONEY!? [She drops the phone, the papers, everything and stares at him in disbelief, before quickly scrambling to pick up the card. She crouches on the ground, staring at the card like she's just found the holy grail.]
I've never had that much money in my life... [Petunia's voice is faint. She might actually fall over.]