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Tari, holding an ambiguous bottle: Is this whiskey or perfume?

Garreth snatches the bottle and drinks the whole thing.

Garreth: It’s perfume.

Graham: You’re completely literal. Metaphors go right over your head, don’t they?

Garreth: Nothing goes over my head. My reflexes are too fast, I would catch it.

Garreth: You wouldn’t like me before I’ve had my coffee.

Theren: That’s so weird because I hate you all the time

Theren: You remind me of the ocean.

Garreth: Because I'm deep and mysterious?

Theren: No because you're salty and you scare people

Tari: I AM GOING TO DIE ALONE AND UNCARED FOR

Theren: [cracking open a sparkling water] yeah probably

Garreth: I don't get how someone can feel all that at once.

Graham: That's because you have the emotional capacity of a teaspoon.

Garreth: I'm in charge, in case any of you have forgotten.

Theren: Oh, I remember. I just don't care.

Graham: Hey, now's not the time to blame Garreth.

Garreth: Thank you. Finally.

Graham: There will be plenty of time to blame him later, when this is all resolved.

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