Dearest Gideon,
You haven't seen my new watch?
I fear it is lost.
Dearest Fabian,
Since when am I "dearest"?
Save that for the girls.
As for the watch, you hid it
So Molly wouldn't see mark.
Dear Gid- yeah, but now,
Mum wants me to wear the watch
to tonight's party.
Dear Fabe, I suggest
you fake serious illness.
Perhaps dragon pox?
I would be more than willing
to curse the spots on myself.
Gideon- yeah, right.
Like I'm letting you jinx me.
I'm not that stupid.
Fabian- sorry.
I would have thought that someone
who was smart would not
have nicked the watch two days
after his mother gave it.
Gideon- shut up
and help me research a way
to fix the damn watch!
Fabian Prewett,
due to that obscene outburst,
I refuse to help.
In fact, I shall be shortly
contacting Mother about this.
Gideon- blackmail?
I guess I have to
destroy your secret ciggies.
Fabian- you die.
But fine, I'll help you a bit.
However, you know that
we're both dead, no matter what.
Mum found my set of the notes.