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Pete: You know, I'm glad you and Claudia get along so well.
Jinks: Yeah? And why's that?
Pete: She makes you laugh.
Jinks: That she does.
Pete: You're cute when you laugh.
Jinks:
Jinks: *clears throat*
Jinks: Th-Thanks.
Pete: As Mrs. Frederic would say, "simply the facts."
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Claudia: I never pegged you for the Pride parade type, Jinksie, I'm proud of you.
Steve: This wasn't my idea. You know I don't like broadcasting my personal life like this.
Claudia: It's just a rainbow sweatband, Jinksie, I think you'll be fine.
Steve: Oh really? Did you know that Pete already has seven different colors of face paint? And pinwheels? And a harness?
Claudia: A harness? You kinksters, you-
Steve: He ordered it strictly for the parade, Claud.
Claudia: So I've noticed you two don't go on movie dates. Why is that?
Steve: Would you care to tell her?
Pete, eyes on the floor: I get too grabby in the dark and I don't wanna watch the movie.
Steve: It was exciting the first time. Not so much the three times after.
Claudia: Happy birthday!!
Pete: Heyyyyyy! Thanks, guys! WOW. That cake looks awesome! Who made it?
Myka: Abigail and I worked together on it. You like?
Pete: I like! But, uh, where are all the candles?
Jinks: Well, we didn't want to set off the fire alarm.
Pete: Ha ha.
Pete: I'm only like five years older than you.
Jinks: It was just a joke, Pete.
Pete: *pouts*
Jinks: *sigh*
Jinks: Fine. I'll feed you your cake. Will that make you feel better?
Pete: Yes.
Claudia: Cut the cake before I vomit all over it.
Was it Mr. Jinks, perchance?
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For some reason, Jinksie is rather irate with "those meeces" because--
[Mise en scene: The house that Pixie, Dixie and a certain Mr. Jinks, effectively share in their common escapades.]
MR. JINKS, trying to be casual about it without catching "those meeces" off guard: Uhh--guys ... like, I woulds like to ask a question of you....
DIXIE: Uh, what exactly do you mean, Mr. Jinksie?
MR. JINKS, by now getting more irate: WHAT EXACTLY HAVE YOUSE MEECES BEEN PUTTING INTO MY CATNIP OF LATE SO'S TO GET ME ALL CRAZY AND LIKE?!!
PIXIE: If I can explain, we decided to plant a genetially-modified strain of catnip in the garden.
DIXIE: And a more potent such at that, Jinksie!
MR. JINKS, rather irate at the revelation: SO THAT'S WHY YOUSE MEECES THINK YOU CAN KEEP GETTING AWAY FROM WHAT YOU DESERVE AS MEECES--NOTHING LESS THAN SPIKED CATNIP!! [And it turns out the speech is getting too confused and garbled, forcing the "meeces" to tiptoe their way out of what may be about to go down--and once back in the mousehole ...]
DIXIE: I can't help but imagine what exactly drives Jinksie to such depths of irrationality as he seems to be going through....
PIXIE: I couldn't agree with you more....
[Meanwhile, Jinksie is driven all the more to the patch of genetically-modified catnip in the garden because of something in same which can drive Jinks crazy even inside the house, not to mention half the cats in the neighbourhood, as it turns out.]
Pete: *side eyes a woman's legs while on a case*
Myka: Pete!
Pete: Hey! I'm allowed to look. Steve even told me so.
Myka: I doubt he gave you permission to ignore the case to ogle women.
Pete:
Pete: You don't know that.
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