"We going to B and Q?" Principessa asks.
"No, not today. We're going home now," I say.
"Nope, nope, nope, nope."
"Yep, yep, yep, yep."
"Nope, nope, nope!"
"What do you want to go to B and Q for anyway?"
"To get a screwdriver."
"What do you want a screwdriver for?"
"To fix things."
"What do you want to fix?"
"Walls."
"Why do you want to fix the walls?"
"I want to take the walls down."
"But if you take the walls down, the house will fall down."
"Oh. But I need a screwdriver."
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