Marley: "I'm really worried."
Me: "What about."
Marley: "I just can't figure out what I am going to be when I grow up."
Me: "Well you know who gets to pick don't you?"
Marley: With a shocked and worried look on her face "Who?"
Me: "You do Mar."
Marley: "Oh ... OK."
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