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I was Delivering Triple Meat Pizzas to the Fat Lady

I was delivering triple meat pizzas to the fat lady, during intermission. The death happened before I arrived; you can check the cameras. I wish I had seen something, so I could help you in your investigation. Some of the singers are whispering about people they suspect. Line sneaked in here, and was acting odd, I have heard this twice. Her cousin Lin was seen hiding in a closet in the food court by Hank. No, of course, I have no direct knowledge. I was not here. Here is a list of the places I delivered pizza to in the last hour. With the recipient’s phone numbers. These should clear me. I saw Steven and Carol tiptoeing away from the orange Julius stand. He was holding a broken bat; unsure if that will help but it might. I have two more pizzas t deliver, and they are still hot. Can I please go?

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