[That first sentence sets off a few alarm bells in Bad Cop--and Good Cop's--head. No one in Bricksburg is supposed to be able to leave. Bad Cop squints at Rex, his mouth twisting to the side. He looks as if he's about to say something when Good Cop swoops in, instead, smiling jovially.
He speaks as though he's making small talk.]
Ooh, that's very interesting. A galaxy defending archaeologist...how did you end up leaving Bricksburg?
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He speaks as though he's making small talk.]
Ooh, that's very interesting. A galaxy defending archaeologist...how did you end up leaving Bricksburg?