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1/014: The moron is just too clever for his own good. [Dated 3 days after the truce.]
[Here GLaDOS. Have another letter from "Larry." While it doesn't exactly say it was from Larry, the handwriting is the same, and the scribbles are still there. It was slipped under your door, just waiting to be read in a little grey envelope.
As for that lovable moron, you haven't heard of him since the end of the truce. It was almost as if he was avoiding you. There was one time where you caught a glimpse of him in a hallway, but he quickly walked off in the other direction upon spotting you there.]
Enjoyed myself last time we met up. I've come to a conklconclusion.
I have to see you. Meet me outside in the back, love.
[Something a little weird about that?]
As for that lovable moron, you haven't heard of him since the end of the truce. It was almost as if he was avoiding you. There was one time where you caught a glimpse of him in a hallway, but he quickly walked off in the other direction upon spotting you there.]
I have to see you. Meet me outside in the back, love.
[Something a little weird about that?]
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[His steps get... clumsier.]
You're joking... you're not actually...n-not from there?
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Of course. Turrets, lasers... the works. [ She was in the middle of building a turret, but still, she wanted to give Wheatley a good scare. ]
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W-Why do I dance with you...
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You're the one who wanted to in the first place.
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[Play it offff.]
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[ She's totally telling the truth, even if it sounds like a lie. That's the sad thing. ]