"For the last time," Jaqueline snapped, "you... can not... own... a river!"
"Jaqueline--" Palitar tried to interrupt.
"Its a fricking river! It flows on its own! You didn't make the water---"
"...Jaqueline..."
"...so technically..."
"JAQUELINE!" Palitar barked. Jaqueline rounded on him.
"WHAT?"
He motioned towards the water with a flick of his head, barely noticable. Jaqueline squinted.
"What? Got water in your ear or something?"
"Ooklay inway ethay iverray..." He said, motioning more furiously towards the water. Jaqueline frowned.
"Ooklay? What the hell is an ooklay?"
"LOOK-LAY IN THE FRICKING RIVER-AY." He snarled, pointing at it. She looked in the water.
"Oh." She said. Suddently a stash of gold that had built up behind a rock came into view, about the size of a large orange. "Oh! I get it now." She grinned foolishly at Hoss. "Oh, its your river? I'm sorry, we didn't know..." She said, scooting slowly closer to the pile of gold. She hid it behind her ankle. "We'll... just... get going now..."
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