"Shit," Maeve says with a laugh, peering at the money. She chitters and chirps, bouncing around, then she's off again, swinging back into the enclosure. That was pretty cool and she grins up at Steve, her eyebrows lifted in amusement.
"You're the monkey whisperer," she teases him. "That's a talent that's going to take you places."
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"You're the monkey whisperer," she teases him. "That's a talent that's going to take you places."