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"Good!" Elfie agreed cheerfuly, entirely missing the fact that at least part of that argument referred to him as well. That thing would occur to him later. "So you and Elwood could tell Eljay to stop prodding me every morning," he told her solemnly pointing out to his father's obsession of checking his children for lumps and bumps every day. If Elfie did not protest loudly, it would have been twice and thrice a day as well. "I don't like it, but he does not listen," he explained, already first spark of rebelling against the omnipotent "because I told you so" of parents worldwide.