#incorrect aogg

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Gilbert: Truth or dare.

Anne: Truth.

Gilbert: Do you want to kiss me?

Anne: Dare.

Gilbert: I dare you to kiss me.

Anne: Never have I ever—

Gilbert: THAT’S NOT THE GAME!

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Gilbert: Anne said she loved me today!

Fred Wright: Congratulations! How did she tell you?

Gilbert: Oh, it was very romantic. I didn’t know she had it in her.

*flashback*

Gilbert, studying for medical school: You know, birth certificates are basically receipts for babies.

Anne: Gilbert, I love you, but please shut up.

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At Redmond College

Classmate: I thought you and Gilbert were courting.

Anne: What, no! Why would you think that?

Another classmate: Well, actually, I thought you were courting as well.

Anne:

Professor, playing along: Raise your hand if you thought Anne and Gilbert were courting.

*Entire class raises their hands*

Anne:

Anne: Put your hand down, Gilbert.

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Anne: So, what brings you up here tonight?

Gilbert, suddenly: My undying love for you.

Gilbert: Oh, darn—I meant to lead up to that!

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Anne, to a sleep deprived Dr. Blythe: Are you alright? I don’t think you slept at all last night.

Gilbert: I’m fine. I got a solid eight minutes. Well, not consecutively, but still. You’re not even that blurry right now.

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Gilbert: I need some space.

Anne: … Are you leaving me?

Gilbert: No, I’m falling off the bed. Move over.

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Gilbert, trying to flirt with Anne: Hey, did you fall from Heaven? Because you…hurt from—

Anne:

Gilbert: I’ll come back in five minutes and do it again.

Anne: Please don’t.

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Anne: Let’s be clear. I don’t love Gilbert, okay?

Anne: I just miss him when he’s not around, think about him all the time, and I imagine us one day running towards each other in slow motion and I’m wearing a brown suede vest.

Philippa Gordon: Are you going to tell him how you feel?

Anne: No. Maybe. Never. I don’t know.