[Luckily, Claptrap can't reach far enough to dump the clothing on top of the pile of junk, so he's just standing here with it. Waiting patiently. Like a pet waiting to be praised for bringing a dead animal in the house.]
Rags! You know, like you asked for? Uh... remember?
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Rags! You know, like you asked for? Uh... remember?