[While over the past few days the draft has been threatening the lives of cast-mates and strangers and acquaintances alike Admiral Norrington has been fighting a battle of his own. He chose the evening of the fourth to investigate the purpose of that odd little bump on his wall. Flick
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[ she's not laughing at you, norrington, she's-- no. she's laughing at you. ]
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You mock me.
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[ well now she kind of feels bad. ...not that bad, though. ]
For the record, my sister isn't exactly the most reliable teacher of food-related stuff on the planet. [ because in dawn's mind, who DOESN'T know she's buffy's sister. ]
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I shall keep that in mind. Did she... teach you, perhaps?
[Is warning him away from herself in a roundabout sort of way?]
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Then it is well that I have not yet sampled the cuisine at Good Spirits. Excuse me, what is your name?
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No, my name is Dawn.
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[And, like her sister, she can make him feel foolish without even trying. Buffy? Dawn? What was their mother thinking?]
Now that I think on it, the similarities between your sister and yourself are quite striking.
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I'm the nice one. [ ...kind of. ]
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