I don’t freaking know…
I feel like I’m going to throw up…
I don’t freaking know…
I feel like I’m going to throw up…
… Yeah… Bathroom cabinet… Second shelf…
NO!
N-N-N-N-NO!
NO!
ABSOLUTELY NO!
NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!
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Please don’t tell him! Ple~ase don’t tell him! I’ve been in relationships before! I know how to do this! I swear! I’m just waiting for the right moment! Please-Ple~ase don’t tell him!
Twilight and I have barely ever spoke. I wouldn’t know.
No.

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I-I-I… W-well… Tha-that is… M-music note cutie marks are f-fairly common. I-I wouldn’t know who you’re talking about….
I don’t know.
I mean, I don’t recall seeing it happen. Kind of expected it, but was pleasantly surprised.

… I couldn’t say…
Not that that isn’t flattering, in the creepiest way possible…
Maybe you should keep things like that to yourself. Or if you’re really disturbed by it, maybe speak with a therapist.
That’s tough.
The recent pretending-we’re-married gag was pretty great, in hindsight.
Her best jokes usually aren’t funny at first.
Uh… Most of them?
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Meta powers says it would take too long to personally “watch” every “episode” specifically to look for me.
I’ve never read the book in question, but I am aware of it.
When discussing matters like the galaxy and our cosmic place in it, I prefer a more serious take on the subject.
I mean, comedy is nice, but is it always the right answer?
So you drew a picture of blue upholstery?

Spitfire, I’m so~ sorry for the late response.
I’m alright. Getting tired of practicing the same three pieces over and over again, but you gotta do what you gotta do.
And thank you again for letting me into the V.I.P section at the Grand Galloping Gala again this year. It’s always such a tremendous help in finding work. I really appreciate your friendship, and I’m sorry I have so little to offer in return.