(Hale, coming in from the hallway, holding a valuable thing carefully, whispering): It's a secret. It's a secret.
(Mommy or Daddy): What's a secret, Hale?
(H): Charlotte made this for me.
(Mommy or Daddy): What a nice gift. What is it? Is it a spider?
(H): Charlotte made it for me!
(M or D): That was so sweet of Charlotte to make that for you.
(H): Yup. It's because I'm Spiderman. I have a spider on my back.
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