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Goodwin Scowled At Her Cup. "with All Due Respect, My Lord, I Hate It When You Make Sense.

She Glared At Him. "why Are You Forever Asking Hard Questions?" He Smiled. "sooner Or Later You'll Have To Be Able To Answer One." Daja Shoved Him, Grinning.

A Good Friend Will Help You Up When You Fall. A Best Friend Will Laugh And Try To Trip You Again. - I'm Not Sure

Does Your Ma Know You're This Silly?" She Demanded Tartly. He Nodded, Comically Sad. "the Few Gray Hairs She Has On Her Head Are My Doing. But" — With An Exaggerated Change Of Mood — "i Send Her Plenty Of Money, So She Can Pay To Have Them Dyed!" "i Hope She Beat You As A Child," Onua Grumbled.

Evvy: "is She Going To Eat Jooba-hooba? She Looks Like She's Going To Bite Him, At Least." Briar: "no — If She Bit Him, He'd Die.