Eddie: *pulls back the curtain while Steve is showering*
Eddie: Hey did we - stop screaming it’s me - did we run out of HoneyCombs?
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Steve: *seductively takes off glasses*
Steve: Wow...
Eddie: *blushes* Haha... what?
Steve: You're really fucking blurry.
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Steve: When you said 'Magic in Bed', I wasn't expecting this...
Eddie: *pulls out card from deck* Now, was this your card?
Steve: No wAY-
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Eddie, shooing Steve away: Can you go be depressed over there? You’re bumming out my whole area.
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Eddie: I made tea.
Steve: I don't want tea.
Eddie: I didn't make you tea. This is my tea.
Steve: Then why did you tell me?
Eddie: It's a conversation starter.
Steve: It's a horrible conversation starter.
Eddie: Oh, is it? We're conversing. Checkmate, Bitch-boy.
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Steve: Eddie... Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?
Eddie: Your text told me to satanize the house before you returned.
Steve:
Steve: I wrote sanitize, Eddie.
Eddie: It’s practically the same thing though.
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Steve: My goal is not to be the best, but to inspire someone enough to one day surpass me.
Eddie: YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THAT EVERY TIME YOU BEAT ME AT CONNECT FOUR!
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Steve: That’s illegal, right?
Eddie: Why do you care? Are you a fucking cop?
Steve: No-
Eddie: Then shut the fuck up.
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Eddie: I drink to forget but I always remember.
Steve: You're drinking orange juice.
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Steve: Do I least have a chance to explain myself?
Eddie: This is America, so nope!
Steve: This isn't America, this is INDIANA!
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Steve: There is no future. There is no past. Don't you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every fact.
Eddie: ...All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.
