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[In a clear patch of ground amidst the snow, two small figures are sitting across from each other, playing with dolls. A completely normal scene, except that one of them is a zombie.]

Listen, if we're going to play this right, you can't just say "brains, brains, brains." Ben doesn't want Pam to give him her brains, he wants to ask her to marry him

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[gettin_fired_up]

*This would be cute, but....zombie*

You okay here, Ludo?

[un_x_pected]

I'm okay, but I don't think she gets it . . .

[gettin_fired_up]

Yeah, I don't think zombies have a lot of experience playing with dolls.

[un_x_pected]

I don't think most of them are interested. She's the first.

[gonwiththewind]

Why a zombie?

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She wanted to.

[gonwiththewind]

I haven't seen that before.

[un_x_pected]

Me neither. I guess some zombies are different.

[tsunderanged]

...

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. . . [looks questioningly at]

[tsunderanged]

Ain't there better playmates out there?

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Nobody else was around, and she wanted to play.

[lipstickittoyou]

Want me to take over?

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Can you teach her to say other things?

[lipstickittoyou]

Hmmm, it's possible. Maybe she could be trained like a parrot.

[un_x_pected]

[nods] I think she'd like to be able to say more.

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I was playing by myself, and she just came over and joined me.

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Because she's an unusually friendly zombie. She likes dolls more than brains, and she can't help it that "brains" is all she can say.