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rust, begone!
Late hour, long day—shouldn't a girl like you be in bed?
[ that's awfully cheesy, Frau. and creepish. and it sounds kind of rehearsed. ]
Hey, hey, what kind of thoughts are those? Nothin' rehearsed about it. Sleep if you wanna sleep. Only a brat complains about getting rest—a lady'd know better, right?
[ that's awfully cheesy, Frau. and creepish. and it sounds kind of rehearsed. ]
Hey, hey, what kind of thoughts are those? Nothin' rehearsed about it. Sleep if you wanna sleep. Only a brat complains about getting rest—a lady'd know better, right?
