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040. All My Love
[Ezio Auditore]
Hey, man. So ... last year when these magic babies disappeared, Molotov kind of wigged out. So just keep an eye out for that, I guess.
[Cross Marian]
[WOW HE STILL HATES YOU hear that terseness in his tone, bro?]
Hey. Molotov might flip out soon. And she likes you, so just keep an eye on her.
[Room 509]
[Welp, it's Saturday night, and Brock had sort of been dreading it. He was trying not to think about Andy going home tomorrow -- maybe she wouldn't, you know? Sometimes things here lasted longer than they were "supposed to."
But that still didn't keep him from deciding he was going to stay awake well past midnight to keep an eye on his fake impossible magic baby for as long as humanly possible.
He's on his way through the living room when he notices a door. Like, a freestanding door that wasn't there before.]
Uh. Hey, Molotov? What's this thing?
Hey, man. So ... last year when these magic babies disappeared, Molotov kind of wigged out. So just keep an eye out for that, I guess.
[Cross Marian]
[WOW HE STILL HATES YOU hear that terseness in his tone, bro?]
Hey. Molotov might flip out soon. And she likes you, so just keep an eye on her.
[Room 509]
[Welp, it's Saturday night, and Brock had sort of been dreading it. He was trying not to think about Andy going home tomorrow -- maybe she wouldn't, you know? Sometimes things here lasted longer than they were "supposed to."
But that still didn't keep him from deciding he was going to stay awake well past midnight to keep an eye on his fake impossible magic baby for as long as humanly possible.
He's on his way through the living room when he notices a door. Like, a freestanding door that wasn't there before.]
Uh. Hey, Molotov? What's this thing?

Room 509 (it's where the party's at)
What thing?
[She appears next to him, brow furrowed.]
That is... odd.
party over hurr
So you didn't put that there?
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I don't know. [Rubbing at his cheek, looking at the door.] Should we ... move it? Or ...
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Molotov looks at the door apprehensively.] I feel like we should set it on fire.
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Samson
If there is anything to do to lessen her pain...
Ezio
This one time, some ... guy she was friends with went home. And she like blew up a bunch of buildings. So ... it could be like that.
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Not really.
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Duly noted.
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She might punch you. She does that when she's upset.
Brock
What, is punching you not as satisfying for her?
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I don't know. Maybe.
Brock
I suppose I could drag her out to the shooting range...
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If you trust her with a gun right now.
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