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*sees someone risking their life*

Kieran (shrugs): Not my circus, not my monkeys. Not my-

*recognizes Poppy and Casteel*

Kieran: Oh.

Kieran (chasing them): My circus, my monkeys. My circus, my-

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Casteel: I'll speak French between your legs...
Poppy: The hottest things I've ever been told.
Emil: I'm just picturing someone screaming "BONJOUR!" at a penis.
Vonetta: Sacre bleu mademoseille vagina!! Hon, hon hon, titty croissants!!
Delano: TITTY CROISSANTS???
Kieran: None of you should ever be having sex.
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Kieran: Do you think maybe we should do something about Poppy not sleeping?

Reaver: What do you mean?

Poppy *coming in the room* : Hey, Kieran?

Kieran: Yeah?

Poppy: What’s your favorite color of the alphabet? True or false?

Kieran: *looks at Reaver*

Reaver: What do you want me to do? Answer the fucking question.

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