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joanne: lark! i found out my brother was scaring all the boy away.

lark: ah, i knew there was something fishy going on. hi, by the way.

joanne: hi. how'd you know?

lark: are you just going to stand there? oh, go glare at something else. okay, now you just look weird. what has that lamp ever done to deserve a look like that?

joanne: get to the point, you geek.

lark: you're hot, teenage boys want some. simple.

joanne: oh.

lark: wow, didn't know people could turn that pink.

joanne: oh, shut up.

lark: alright.

joanne: so... any new girlfriends? lark. lark, are you actually not going to talk.

lark:

joanne: fine. i'll leave.

lark:

joanne: i'm going, now. bye. see you. i'm going around the corner. i'll catch you tomorrow.

lark:

joanne: okay, fine, un-shut up.

lark: no, i'm single.

joanne: you're such a jerk.

lark: says the one who told me to shut up.

joanne: shut up. wait. don't shut up. i just hate you.

lark: [laughes likes her life depends on it]

joanne: screw you.

lark: anytime, babe.

joanne: you're such a huge, flirty lesbian monster machine.

lark: [winks]

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