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Cygnus: do you ever wanna talk about your feelings Walburga?

Walburga: No

Alphard: I do

Cygnus: I know Alphard

Alphard: I'm sad

Cygnus: I know Alphard

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Walburga: *to Orion* I love you, but if you ever eat my cheesecake again, I will destroy you.

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Lucretia: 'get a man who can do both'

Lucretia: men can do neither

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Druella: I wonder what it feels like to know what the fuck is going on

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Irma: the real world is gonna bite you in the ass!

Alphard: damn, the real world a freak

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Alphard: Hey, hey, Cygnus, do you think I could fit fifteen marshmallows into my mouth?

Cygnus: You’re a hazard to society.

Walburga: And a coward. Do twenty.

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Tom: But Walburga said I'm not her type.

Lestrange: That's impossible, you're everyone's type.

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Abraxas: Are you okay?

Walburga: Yeah, why?

Abraxas: Because you asked the clerk at the store earlier if damage repair shampoo also works on emotions.

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Lestrange: Why does everyone always assume the worst of me?

Abraxas: It saves time.

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Orion: I’m just going to ignore you now.

Walburga: You can try, but you’re going to miss me in about five minutes.

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Walburga: You’re late.

Tom: You’re stunning.

Walburga: ...You’re forgiven.

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Walburga: You don’t think I can fight because I’m a girl?

Orion: I don’t think you can fight because you’re wearing a wedding dress. For what it’s worth I don’t think Lestrange could fight in that dress either.

Lestrange: Perhaps not, but I would make a radiant bride.

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Walburga: Wait, did you just flirt with me?

Orion: Have been for the past year but thanks for noticing.

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Tom: Alright, listen up you little shits.

Tom: Not you, Walburga. You’re an angel and we’re thrilled you’re here.

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Tom: The human body is 70% water. So, we are basically just cucumbers with anxiety.

Lestrange: Excuse me, with the amount of salt and alcohol that I consume, I'm more like an anxiety pickle.

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Tom: Congratulations.

Tom: You’ve found my weakness

Walburga: And what’s that?

Tom: You

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Lucretia: Walburga, what would you say is your greatest weakness?

Walburga: I’m uncooperative.

Lucretia: Can you give me an example?

Walburga: No.