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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?

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[Molotov tentatively reaches toward the knob.]
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I do not think so...
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[................... nudges her a little.] Go in there.
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[CONFIDENTLY STROLLS IN and nothing happens. He turns around, arms spread wide.] It's fine.
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Molotov glares at him and then follows, looking around.]
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This is like a total princess room.
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[Sidles up to the dresser. Should he ... rifle through it? Is that weird? HESITATES ...]
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It's just little girl clothes ...
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Babe ...
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Da.
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So ... you know what I'm gonna say.
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It'll be okay, babydoll. You have to be happy for her.
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It's okay, honey. It's really okay.
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But what if she doesn't come back?
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