Liz gets up from the couch, and walks over toward Kid's bedroom. She eyes the door on the floor, and then looks back up at her Meister in the room--Death the blanket burrito.]
Well, it was either that or we'd have to pick the lock eventually.
[Sorry Nill. Kid isn't going to talk to you. He is very very aware that there is some line that has been crossed, and that he should not talk to you. Ever.]
[That's okay. She wasn't on planning on talking to you either, Kid. At least not without some kind of divine intervention or a mechanical voice box at work to change that.
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Are you sure?
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thank you
[brb hiding in a corner in tears forever]
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No. I'll be fine.
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[She'll give him about five seconds to answer before kicking down the door.]
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[Oh, Patti. What did you do now?
Liz gets up from the couch, and walks over toward Kid's bedroom. She eyes the door on the floor, and then looks back up at her Meister in the room--Death the blanket burrito.]
Well, it was either that or we'd have to pick the lock eventually.
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[Why are you asking?]
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At least not without some kind of divine intervention or a mechanical voice box at work to change that.
But she will worry.]
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