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 "Do you *see* this? Hah! Did you get a load of that take?" says that ferret as the unassuming minivan trundles down the road, no more'n five over the limit. "Shit, poor fella in there probably didn't even have time to hit the safe after his shift, and where was he anyway?"
 
-Ursula, she keeps her eyes on the road, troops past the fields, past the cars, past the troopers parked on the sides of the highway. Turns once, turns again, on through Sawtooth and then they're up in the Rockies, poking along through the scrub and the sand and the high desert. Nothing out here, 'course, not even a tent or trailer. Just a place to park that big old van of theirs.
+Ursula, she keeps her eyes on the road, troops past the fields, past the cars, past the troopers parked on the sides of the highway. Turns once, turns again, on through Sawtooth and then they're up in the Rockies, poking along through the scrub and the sand and the high desert. Nothing out here, 'course, not even a tent or trailer. Just a place to park that big old van of theirs out where no one bothers looking.
 
 And Sim, he's already jumping from the passenger seat. He's already dancing and twirling around the front of the van, those parking lights catching him only from the waist down --- always such a dancer, that ferret --- but you can surely imagine him pirouetting along between sagebrush and scrub pine with that raggedy-ass tail of his flip-flopping behind him, laughing away.
 
-"Ursula, Ursula! Come on you big dummy, come on girlie," he calls. "Come on out. Gosh! Gosh, I love you darling! I love you so much I feel like my whole heart's gonna burst and you'd have to patch me back up again. Look at this! I didn't want to freak you out on the road, I know you get all skittish behind the wheel, 'specially after a job, but gosh I love you. Just full of love from tip to tail. There's like six thousand dollars in that take. Six thousand dollars *and* a box of Snickers! What else you grab? Snacks? Get your pills? Hah!"
+"Ursula, Ursula! Come on girlie, come on you big dummy," he calls. "Come on out. Gosh! Gosh, I love you darling! I love you so much I feel like my whole heart's gonna burst and you'd have to patch me back up again. Look at this! I didn't want to freak you out on the road, I know you get all skittish behind the wheel, 'specially after a job, but gosh I love you. Just full of love from tip to tail. There's like six thousand dollars in that take. Six thousand dollars *and* a box of Snickers! What else you grab? Snacks? Get your pills? Hah!"
 
 And the bear is out the van now and parking her backside against the front of the grill and Sim dances around her, taking first one paw and then t'other, lifting her arms up so that he can twirl about beneath them, smacking her belly, hitting her thighs with his tail, kicking up dust into the midnight air.