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[ Alice is sitting on one of the couches at the lobby with one nutcracker on her lap, like a ventriloquist's doll.
She can't quite speak through her stomach or anything, but she does try, moving the puppet's hand to wave at passersby and making voices. ]
Ladies and gentlemen, meet Lothar.
She can't quite speak through her stomach or anything, but she does try, moving the puppet's hand to wave at passersby and making voices. ]
Ladies and gentlemen, meet Lothar.
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On a scale of one to Garry, how flustered are you?][And oh dear, another kiss. He holds the nutcracker to himself, mind still trying to catch up to all the unnatural things that are happening here.]
Y-you sure?
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Very. But I'd be hurt if you throw it away.
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[He just kissed her again, he realizes, but he's so dazed that he can only shake his head, looking worried.]
Oh, no, I-I'd never throw it away! I don't want to hurt you...
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[And he nods, as if agreeing to himself.]
I'll take care of Lothar for you, don't worry...
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That's a first.
Now run along and make sure he's tucked into bed by nine.
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[He's not that gullible, Alice. >:I]
By why a first? Why have people tried to make you upset before?
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I meant the compliment.
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What, you don't get complimented much?
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I'll be sure to give more gifts then.
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Well, it's not only gifts, though I mean, you haven't been mean to me at all, so there's that too.
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[He blushes slightly and reaches up to touch the spot she patted with a hand.]
Um, goodbye, Alice! Thanks for the nutcracker...
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Pleasure's mine, Garry.