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"- Happy birthday, Jake-Henry, happy birthday to you~" The party finished singing to the eight-year-old boy seated at one of Jodi's tables. The little kid was grinning ear-to-ear as the store owner presented him with an assblaster-shaped cake. Jodi noted that it was rather realistic, if a bit more 'cutesy' than in real life. Nancy had certainly done a terrific job on it. Jodi had honestly doubted that renting out the store and hosting parties was going to make any money. She had no idea that kids would actually want celebrate their birthdays here, but she had sold more assblaster merchandise today than she ever thought possible. Now if she could just get one of these parties a month, she'd be a very happy little camper.
