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S:Hey hey hey, Walter White! My favorite chemistry teacher turned meth kingpin. What can I do for you today?
   W:I just had an accident.
   S:Accident, huh? That doesn’t sound like the Walter White I know. What kind of accident are we talking about here? And more importantly, how can I help?
   W:I shat my pants, Saul. I need some help cleaning up.
   S:Oh boy, that’s quite the mess you’re in, Walter. But you know what they say, where there’s a will, there’s a way. Luckily for you, I’ve got just the thing to help with your little “accident”. Sit tight while I make a call.
   W:Make it quick, Saul. I can’t sit in my own filth any longer.
   S:Okay, okay, no need to get your tighty whities in a twist, Walt. I’ve got a cleaning crew on the way, pronto. They’ll have you cleaned up and good as new before you can say “crystal clear”.
   W:Good, Saul. I need this sorted out quickly and discreetly. And don’t you dare tell anyone about this!
   S:Discretion is my middle name, Walt. No need to worry about a thing. I’ve got your back. Now, let’s get you cleaned up and back to business.
   W:Thank you, Saul. I appreciate your help in this matter. We can discuss further details once I’m presentable again.
