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"That'll
be enough o' that, Lassie!"
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[Nice feet, Eve!]
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[Nice hands, Lady Sylvia!]
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"Hiya
ladies. I'm th' wyrm."
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[Hangin' by a thread!]
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[Eve & Lady Sylvia
hang out.]
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{Skritch,
skritch...} "Don't y'ever sharpen yer blade, woman?"
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"Phew! That's
one
stinky wyrm!"
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[Lady Sylvia gives Eve
a hand.]
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[Angus gives
Eve a hand.]
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[Like I said: 'Nice
feet, Eve!']
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"Boy,
I gotta tell ya, that Lady Sylvia really hit the spot!
You
guys gotta breath mint? ...a big one?"
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"No,
we don't. You're a very silly wyrm, now go away!
Let's
go Eve. I'll leave your hands bound so Mary can untie them."
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