Patting himself down, he realizes he has lost his cigarettes.
Looking down at the carpet, he notices a small lump.
"No sense rippin' this up for a cheap pack,"
he mumbles as he pulls out his hammer.
He beats down the lump and smiles as he stands back up.
Just then, the owner of the house walks in and smiles.
"Here, I found these," she says as she hands him his missing
pack of cigarettes. "Now, if I could just find my parakeet."
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