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Sans: It's been great.
Dogamy: You sick liar.
Sans: I run Grillby's now... after he died... so now I can legally sell hot dogs...
Doggo: Moment of silence...
(* You are temporarily filled with grief.)
Sans: The house is all mine now. Kinda hard to pay rent without Papyrus...
Doggo: Yet another moment of silence...
(* You are filled with more grief.)
Sans: Kinda empty, too. Without the Lesser and Greater Dogs...
Dogamy: My wife died a worse death than both of them combined.
Sans: <YOU MALFORMED SNOW POFF I WAS PRETTY MUCH MAIMED LOOK AT YOURSELF>
Dogamy: <DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE YOU LAZY DISH>
Doggo: ...okay fellas how about another game?
Sans: <I MEAN SERIOUSLY JUST LOOK AT DOGGO>
Doggo: <OKAY FACE IT WE'RE ALL THE ONE-EYES AROUND HERE NOW LET'S JUST SHUT UP AND BE FRIENDS FOR ONE MORE HOUR>
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