No, actually. [Smiiiirk.] Get me a cigarette.
[Catches. Picks one, holds out a hand. Where's the lighter, monkey boy?]
[Have a raised eyebrow, Marcel.]
Para para? Seriously?
Para para? Seriously?
[... smack! It bounches off his nose, onto the ground. He picks it up with a scowl.]
What's wrong with you?
What's wrong with you?
You're kidding. Para para got you laid?
[Have a seriously disbelieving look.]
Para para's the poor man's DDR. That at least takes skill.
[Have a seriously disbelieving look.]
Para para's the poor man's DDR. That at least takes skill.

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