This typist woman of mine is utterly off her bloody rocker. She's decided to write a book about me. Does she have nothing better to do
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*kisses her hand* Enchante, mademoiselle. *grins* And there my knowledge of your delightful language ends. May I say, however, you are certainly one of the loveliest ladies I have yet had the pleasure of meeting.
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I don't believe I've had the pleasure yet, miss.
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*offers her hand, laughing.*
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Contrary to popular belief, I neither cry myself to sleep every night nor hate everybody on the planet.
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