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“Chili con carne should not be available here if there are no good toilet facilities around.”

“Maybe you should simply stop ordering it. Same with burritos.”

“What? Are you upset that I didn’t paint yours as well? Because I do have some nail polish left.”

“That was one time,” he huffed. “And we decided not to speak about it ever again.”

“I can give you a hand.”

“I’m fine on my own, but thanks anyway.”

“Truth hurts, little bro.”

“Barely anything that leaves your mouth is true, so there’s that.”

“Because…” He trailed off. “Yeah, you’re pretty tall.”

“Obviously,” he drawled.

“It’s a habit?”

“I wasn’t aware that I had any.”

“I’m sure I could come up with something.”

“I would not place bets on that.”

“I’m going to expect some of the earnings from it since I gave you the idea.”

“I’ll think about it, but can’t promise my agent will do the same.”

“I do, but not the top of it.”

“I’d totally train with you, but my nails are still drying, and ruining them is just not worth it. Maybe some other time.”

“You’re so no fun, Flo,” he pouted.

“So… Your own too?”

“Actually no. You have too many so there was no time to have a look at myself.”

“Don’t let the Aphrodite kids hear you say that or they might have a mental breakdown.”

“I’ll speak louder next time.”

“Your own included, I presume.”

“Suck it, Al.”

“You’re only telling me now that I’ve had spinach stuck between my teeth since the very morning?”

“Oh. Well, I actually thought your teeth have started to rot, but spinach is an explanation too.”

“You are not that tall.” Adrian joked.

“Then why are you looking up when you’re talking to me?”