[About five minutes ago, a sharp popping sound could have been heard from one of the emptier buildings in the city. And only now does the video come on, with Thomas looking disheveled, to put it mildly. He's got yellow pulp clinging to his hair, and his clothes are clinging to him again, this time covered in what looks like apple juice.]
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Anyone with intellect.
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It was simply the truth.
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Tsk tsk. Coming to gloat isn't flattering, darling.
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[He's smirking right back, though.]
Need some help getting cleaned up?
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[and there's a glint of something silver in his eyes] Depends on if you're offering.
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[A shrug.] I'm bored, might as well.
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Well, we wouldn't want you to get bored, darling. [he sends Jack the coordinates of the building where he's taken up the short-lived bootlegger career]
But if all you wanted was to see me naked all you had to do was ask.
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How'd you even manage that?
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Talent, darling, and an abysmal lack of luck.
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So being unlucky is a common talent of yours, or is it finding as many ways of getting your clothes to stick to you possible?
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That'd be telling.
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You actually went to college?
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[The driest of tones.]
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If you say so. Or I just found another way to make things explode without gunpowder. Who knows how many alternate explosives I could find without sharing.
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At least you've been informed of the medical options available.
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Is that worry I hear in your voice, princess? I heal fast.
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