Lacy: | What is it now? Pimple creams, perhaps? I do magic here, can you people not find a pharmac- |
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Lacy: | -eeee, if it isn't my old friend, Parsley! |
Parsley: | Am I? I'm not sure anymore. |
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Parsley: | Is your new, erm, home defence magic really necessary? |
Lacy: | Ehh, you know how it is with trespassers, sometimes you want to turn their hands into gummy bears. |
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Parsley: | Um... Yes, precisely! I hope you don't mind my visiting? |
Lacy: | Not at all! I- |
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Lacy: | OH FOR MORGAN'S SAKE, GO AWAY ALREADY! |
Lanschi: | Yikes! |
SFX: | ZAPADOODLE! |
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Parsley: | Oh dear! Are you alright, Lanschi? |
Lanschi: | I think so, I... |
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Lanschi: | Oh quackers. |
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Lacy: | He could have announced himself, y'know. |