Paisley: Diane is okay.
Y/N: They're okay? They said they were going to break my legs! And don't tell me they didn't mean it, okay?! 'Cause they gave me the mackerel eyes, they meant it!
Paisley: Y/N, Diane threatened me. They threaten Willow every day. They probably threatened Francis before breakfast this morning. It's what they do. Grow a pair.
Diane: I swear to god I'm the only one here with a braincell.
Paisley, Y/N, Francis, and Willow: ALL HAIL the keeper of the sacred braincell!
Willow: Look guys, I need help.
Paisley: Love help?
Y/N: Financial help?
Francis: Emotional help?
Diane: Help moving a body?
*Everybody looks at Diane*
Diane: What?
Willow: What makes you all smile?
Francis: Friends and Family.
Paisley: Snacks.
Y/N: Victory and success.
Diane: Face muscles.
Francis, about Y/N and Diane: My god, would you two just get a room already?
Diane: Excuse me, Francis?
Francis: You both just keep agreeing about horrifying things and relishing everybody else's misery. So seriously, when's the wedding?
Paisley: ...
Paisley: I ship it!
Willow: CAN YOU NOT?
Francis: You're a loose cannon, Willow.
Willow: No, I'm not. I'm a cannon, maybe, but a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me?
Diane: I think you play by your own rules.
Paisley: No way, they think rules were made to be broken.
Francis: Those are all attributes of a loose cannon.
Willow: No, I'm just a reckless renegade. Y/N is a loose cannon.
Y/N: *smashes a chair* Aah! You shut your trap, Willow!
Francis: I'd say Y/N's more of a cop on the edge with nothing to lose. That's an entirely different thing.
Willow
: Now I'm just confused. Is Francis a loose cannon or not?
Willow: All right, put on a pot of coffee. We're gonna get to the bottom of this.
Francis: *groans*
Y/N: Aw, man.
Francis: Anyone d-
Y/N: Depressed?
Diane: Drained?
Paisley: Dumb?
Willow: Disliked?
Francis: -done with their work... what is wrong with you people...
Willow , crushing on Diane and Y/N: So, how would you two want someone to ask you out?
Diane, not looking up from their book: I wouldn't.
Y/N, loudly crunching chips: I prefer to do the chasing, personally.
Willow , dejected: Oh...
Y/N, noticing Willow getting sad: Well, uh, I always liked really cheesy pickup lines!
Diane, without hesitation: What, like, "I hope one of you knows CPR, because you both take my breath away"?
Willow : *falls out of their chair*
Y/N: *chokes on their chips*
Diane: *casually turns page in their book*
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