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[ Having slightly questionable spatial awareness today, aren't you, walking into chairs like that. ]

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[And that makes him let out a hissed 'OW'. Congratulations, you got him to talk. Or something like that.

He'll be throwing back a look that's very much a silent warning, now.]

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[ Pussy.

She shoots him back a brief, sarcastic smile, chin propped up in her hand, but fine, fine, she'll leave you alone, pretty boy, and find herself a less fussy target. ]

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[His words are just as sarcastic, emphasized by a frown.]

Thank you.

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Yeah, yeah, whatever. [ She waves a handle, absently looking back down at the magazine she is flipping through a third time. ] Go back to being dull.

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[Pff. Pff.]

Please.

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What?

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Dull.

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S'not like you're giving me any cause to think otherwise.

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You could always make a suggestion. [But before she can answer that -] That doesn't involve the annihilation of my dignity.

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You didn't look too dignified to start with. S'why I picked you.

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Ah. [He frowns, mocking a moment of deep thought.] Do you make blind people poke themselves in the eyes, too?

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No, that'd just be offensive.

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Rhetorical question.

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See? Still dull, not even asking questions you want answers to.

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Nope, just getting you to prove my point.

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Which is?

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[Stare.]

That you... shouldn't do this?

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[ Blink. Shrug. ]

I'm bored.

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We could always go to my room.

[Yep.]

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[ And that would be the sound of you slapping yourself. ]

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I was joking!

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An' there I was thinking you found loss of motor control sexy.

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So - what, that was you coming on to me?

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Definitely not.

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Then I'm confused.

[No he isn't]