[It's early afternoon, and Jack's on a bench in the carnival, holding a bunch of colourful balloons. Every so often he releases one up into the sky, and every so often he hands one to a child who stares too long in wonder. Every so often, too, he gives one to a pretty lady. (Because he's a gentleman.)]
So.
Children.
[He sounds wistful.]What do
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What's up Jack?
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[a smirk.]
And would you ruin this kicking body? Pfft.
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Even when you're older?
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They're really sincere, aren't they?
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[HE IS NOT A CHILD shut up Jack]
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[laughing :D]
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I think they're delightful.
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Have you ever considered one of your own?
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