#deenamarch

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Z: . . . Deena and Elin!

D&E: Woo-

Z: Love the ambition of those little cowplant horns, ladies. Now, go get changed - Lilo's waiting out front for you to join her on a nature hike.

E: . . . oooo. :(

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D: Is that really what you're wearing?

E: The packing list the producer's game me did not include hiking gear. I'm wearing boots, aren't I?

D: And thigh-highs.

E: I didn't pack enough bug spray, either. I wish I'd brought my opera gloves.

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E: You know, this song reminds me of you-

D: It sounds like all these gentlemen thieves don't eat enough vegetables.

M: Gentleman thieves? Gentlmans thief?

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L: I think you look great.

E: Mmm, not as great as you, gorgeous.

D: Seconded. You look really good with your hair up.

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M: Hey!

D: Ow. Sorry, sorry. I was aiming for Lilo.

L: You're all literally the worst at flirting.

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D: So Mal and Lilo have both definitely disappeared somewhere.

B: I *bleep*ing knew it. This is pity cake.

X: It's so good, though? Tastes like it was made by a professional television chef. Yo, Lenny! Come try this cake.

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D: So, uh. I had a nice time! On our date.

D: - and she's missing out! Because I'm actually a great kisser.

E: Do they have tournaments for that, too?

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L: . . . sure. Wow, it's. Really gotten dark. I mean late?