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| BT: You're a strange cat. But hell, we all are. You're as sweet as apple pie, -with- the powdered sugar on top.
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| Bobbi: Never met a terrifying biker girl who's more warm and welcoming. You gotta show me how you did that sleight of hand, though. Where the hell were you keeping that?
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| Robin: Well hi, bud. You seem like a nice enough guy. Hear you're good with a tool. Ha! No, but like, sculpture.
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| Joel: Je-sus, what is up with that weirdo coat? Besides that, I'd have another drink with you any night. Nothing like finding a hockey-loving, traditional kinda guy out here in 'Cali.' Thanks for the advice, but I can't give any promises.
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| Ovira: Damn, Doc. Some people are closed books; but I don't think you have a cover. I love it! Keep doing the good work.
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| DeadPixel: Well what do we have here? This is unexpected. Hi there. Want a job?
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