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“May I remind you of article fourteen, section ‘knick knack paddy whack give a dog a bone’ of our friendship clause,” he responded steadily, his gaze flickering about the station.

 “We revised that,” Gus argued.

“No,” Shawn shook his head. “That motion never passed.”

“I remember the meeting, Shawn. You made me wear a muumuu.”

“All the great judges wear them, Gus.”

Gus glared. “I wasn’t the judge, Shawn. You were. And as I recall, you always wore your Superman pajamas.”

“Hey,” Shawn snapped. “Don’t knock the PJ’s of steel. You know those things gave me super powers.”

“Jumping off your roof and not breaking any bones isn’t a super power,” Gus corrected, his eyes narrowing.

“I possess immortality,” Shawn affirmed in a hushed tone.