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Keefe: Do you think different paints have different tastes?

Sophie: They do.

Bronte: ...Why did you say that with such certainty?

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Keefe: *in a jail cell* What about my Miranda rights!? You’re supposed to say I have ‘the right to remain silent’”! NOBODY SAID I HAD THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT!

Sophie: *in the cell next to them* You have the right to remain silent, what you lack is the capacity.

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Sophie: You’re an idiot.

Keefe: That’s the charm.

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Keefe: .. .----. -- / … --- .-. .-. -.-- (translation: I'M SORRY)

Sophie: What's that?

Keefe: Remorse code.

Sophie: I'm even angrier now.

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Sophie: You’re giving me a sticker?

Keefe: Not just a sticker. That is a sticker of a kitty saying “me-wow!”

Sophie: I’m not a preschooler.

Keefe: Fine, I’ll take it back-

Sophie: I earned this, back off!

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Sophie: If I run and leap at Keefe, they will most certainly catch me in their arms.

Sophie, running towards Keefe: Coming in!

Keefe: No! I’m holding coffee!

Keefe: *Drops coffee and catches Sophie*

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The Council: I've connected the two dots.

Sophie: You didn't connect anything.

The Council: I've connected them.

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Dex: Do you have a bobby pin?

Keefe: Yeah. *searches in their hair*

Keefe: Oh, no, wait. I’m not a nine-year-old girl.

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Keefe: I’m quick at math.

Mr.Forkle: Ok, what’s 38 times 76?

Keefe: 24.

Mr.Forkle: That wasn’t even close.

Keefe: But it was quick.

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Sophie: Are you this rude to everyone?!

Bronte: Yup.

Bronte: Don't think you're special.

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Grady: Being half asleep and feeling someone gently plant a kiss on your forehead is one of the purest kinds of love in the world.

Bronte: Unless you're home alone.

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The Council: Bronte, you need to react when people cry!

Bronte: I did. I rolled my eyes.

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The Council: This is a very powerful artifact. You’d be messing with some forces we don’t fully understand.

Sophie: That sounds like a dare to me.

The Council: Oh my god.

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Mr.Forkle: How did you break your leg?

Sophie: Do you see those porch stairs?

Mr.Forkle: Yes.

Sophie: I didn't.

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Sophie: So, what are we doing?

Bronte: Wasting our lives.

Sophie: I meant for lunch...

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Keefe: Let's just agree to both say we're sorry on the count of three.

Keefe: One... two... three.

Sophie: ...

Keefe: ...

Keefe: See, now I'm just disappointed in both of us.

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Keefe: I’ve never been in a snowball fight before. I don’t know the rules.

Sophie: What?

Keefe: Is there a point system, or is it to the death?