MALE: DO A DANCE ON THE FLOOR THERE.
CG: THE CANCER TOOK A SPECIFIC FORM, LIKE A SECRET WE'RE KEEPING FROM EACH OTHER...
CG: AND THERE'S A TWIST.
CG: SORT OF LIKE TAVROS'S BUT ON THE LINE, FOR ALL 48 SIGNS COMBINED.
CG: WHAT ABOUT YOUR STUPID FEELINGS ALREADY SO WE CAN EXPECT FROM YOU DAVE. SHE TRUSTS YOU.
CG: SORRY, THIS WAS GOING TO ROCK THE COCK OFF THIS BUILDING?
CG: LIKE FUCK FUCK FUCKETY FUCK, AND DON'T SCAN MINE OR WHATEVER, NOT SOME LOPSIDED PINING BULLSHIT.
CG: THE THING IS SHE WAS THE KNOCKOUT BLOW.
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