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"Hugo?"
"For the last time, don't try to talk me out of it."
"No, I'm not talking about that... Zelda's feet are wet."
"So?"
"So, we're her socks."
"We're not HER socks, Lefty. We're more like, like roommates, yeah, or, or, umm, advisors. And it serves her right. That's SNOW out there."
"It's no what?"
"What?"
"Right."
"Huh"?
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