Oh so your lawyers have given you permission to take back the marble....well buster, I"ve talked to people too, and Elvis has told me under strick confidence that the marble is under no UFO supervision, but once he's back in the building he is going to take my case and cause you utmost grief! He also sang me a song
After hanging up with him, I then went to my attorney Etta B. Snickerdoodles and she after seeing this propostorous outrage you have soured upon my soul and knee caps has told me <very curtly> that it is within my powers to advance to go and collect all your marbles to which you still have ownership of and also all the navel lint that is within your pockets. Oh yeah, and I'm suppost to ask you if you are free Sat night, she needs an escort to the Bingo Parlor.
So, your compromise isn't acceptable at this time, nor another time either..unless that a time comes that I'm asleep and you have forced me to do things against my will and I've given up the marble in utter desperation.
Good day sir!
Ms G. Pleasures