"If you're not sure, I can hold off on going to Spielberg for a day or two," said the Polar Bear. "That will only make the price go up. You know, sharks have always done well at the box office." He put on his best sympathetic face. "Look, you're one of my oldest friends in Puppetwood. I wouldn't feel right walking away from you with so much gold in my pocket, and not sharing. Let me chew your ear a little more about the details so you can make the right decision."
And so the Polar Bear talked and talked and chewed and chewed until the Head Guy didn't know if he was coming or going.
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