Polly (Wastelanders)/Dialogue

==W05 DialogueWaywardRC MortPolly NewBody==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	... you know, you're full of it... but I appreciate the sentiment. Even if it's flawed. Deeply. 	A bit of a pause before starting. Someone just said "you can get used to anything" which you know is a metaphor, but have to point that out.
 	 	 	... thank you, Mordecai. 	Give a good beat. Someone's being nice to you and they don't need to be.
 	 	 	It is what it is. I've got to just... make my peace with it. 	A bit morose. You're not thrilled, just coming to terms.
 	 	 	Fine, I suppose. I feel I could be elected queen of the octopi at any moment. I'm not sure I could even catch a bottle thrown in anger with these things.	You've got a body that's not yours. It's all right. You're just starting to get used to it.
 	 	 	But the hovering is nice, I suppose. How I imagine being at sea. 	
 	 	 	I don't know, Mordecai. It takes me nearly 10 second to perform a 90 degree turn. 	You've got a body that's not yours and you are not fond of it.
 	 	 	Instead of a gigawatt laser in my processing center, I have a sealed glass tube that still somehow gets bugs trapped in it. How do you think I feel? 	You've got a body that's not yours and you are not fond of it.
==W05 MQ 003P Muscle==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	... you know, you make a strong argument. I believe I can agree to your terms. 	You're asking after your new body. You're forced to agree that just about anything would be better than what you have.
 	 	 	Hurry. I'm begging you. 	Your head is stuck inside a moonshine jug. You're desperate.
 	 	 	Hurry. 	Your head is stuck inside a moonshine jug. You're not having a great day.
 	 	 	Uh, Duchess, tell me you emptied this out. 	Concerned. Your head has been dropped in a the jug of moonshine that you really hope was emptied first.
 	 	 	This is real snug. 	Your head has just been placed in a bottle. You're not thrilled about it.
 	 	 	What? The beheading? I'll just walk it off. 	Cracking a joke.
 	 	 	Eh. I've had worse. 	
 	 	 	Duchess, I'm not feeling great. I was finally going to take care of those Scorched and this one decided to make a break for it. 	
 	 	 	Duchess, I'm not feeling great. 	
 	 	 	Ha! That'll teach 'em! 	The person holding your head just successfully shot a target.
 	 	 	Who's the killing machine now?! 	The person holding your head just successfully shot a target. You're excited to be in the heat of combat.
 	 	 	What! You want a fresh one?! 	The person holding your head just successfully shot a target. You're excited to be in the heat of combat.
 	 	 	Zap! 	The person holding your head just successfully shot a target. You're excited to be in the heat of combat.
 	 	 	Fried! 	The person holding your head just successfully shot a target. You're excited to be in the heat of combat.
 	 	 	Oooh. Good shot. 	The person holding your head just successfully shot a target. You're excited to be in the heat of combat.
 	 	 	And here I thought we were having fun... 	Someone just put your head away. You're a bit disappointed. Cover your mouth a little as you say these.
 	 	 	Hey! Who turned out the lights? 	Someone just put your head away. You're a bit disappointed. Cover your mouth a little as you say these.
 	 	 	Ugh. When was the last time you washed these? 	Someone just put your head away. You're now staring at their pants and are a bit disgusted. Cover your mouth a little as you say these.
 	 	 	Come on, darling. Let's make sure these things never bother The Wayward again. 	Ready to jump into combat.
 	 	 	Point the way. 	Amused. You were just equipped by the person carrying you and you're ready to fight.
 	 	 	Oh thank god. Was getting claustrophobic in there. 	A little nervous. You were just equipped by the person carrying you and you're ready to fight.
 	 	 	One bot, built to kill. 	Aggressive. You were just equipped by the person carrying you and you're ready to fight.
 	 	 	I'm sure you get this all the time, but your touch is incredibly soft. 	Amused. You were just equipped by the person carrying you and you're ready to fight, but you're cracking a joke.
 	 	 	Extra crispy now. 	You just obliterated someone with your laser eye. Savoring the moment.
 	 	 	Ashes to ashes. And dust to dust. 	You just obliterated someone with your laser eye. Savoring the moment.
 	 	 	So fierce. So flammable. 	You just obliterated someone with your laser eye. Savoring the moment.
 	 	 	Sayonara. 	You just obliterated someone with your laser eye. Savoring the moment.
 	 	 	So long. 	You just obliterated someone with your laser eye. Savoring the moment.
 	 	 	One too many of those crystalline creeps. 	
 	 	 	I'll give 'em this... 	
 	 	 	They may be hideous, stupid, ugly, bad-smelling, poorly-dressed, tactically backwards, and overly forward with a lady but they are fearless. 	
 	 	 	Enough of them rushed me at once that it severed my neck bracing. And so the curtain rises on my current predicament. 	
 	 	 	Now, you going to help me out? 	
 	 	 	No, no, no. You've got to get me out of here. 	Trying to get the player to come back and help you. Pleading, not mean.
 	 	 	Never met an Assaultron before, huh? Probably for the best. 	
 	 	 	That flashy red pearl in the middle of my face doesn't just compliment my scintillating personality; it also happens to fire a multi-gigawatt laser. 	
 	 	 	You pick me up and give my neck servos a twirl, I'll kick off a blast that would make Oppenheimer quote scripture. 	
 	 	 	So, we blowing this gin joint? 	
 	 	 	I won't, but you can bet our good lady Duchess back at The Wayward will. 	Matter-of-fact. Not mean.
 	 	 	... you hear that. Sounds like those things have regrouped. How about we make 'em regret it? 	
 	 	 	That's the ticket. Now, let's ... 	Excited to be getting out of here, but you trail off when you hear something.
 	 	 	What do you say you and I help each other out? 	
 	 	 	You get me back to The Wayward and I'll help you bake to a crisp anything that bothers us on our way out the door. 	
 	 	 	What do you say you and I help each other out? 	
 	 	 	Me and that boy, we both live at a little bar, The Wayward. You get us both back there, I'll help you bake to a crisp anything that bothers us on our way out the door.	
 	 	 	Look, what do you say you and I help each other out? 	
 	 	 	My friend's hurt and my best guess is he likely tried to make his way back to this little bar near the river, The Wayward. 	
 	 	 	You help me find him and I'll bake to a crisp anything that looks at us wrong. 	
 	 	 	Two legs. Arms. Vacant look about you. You're perfect. 	Sizing someone up.
 	 	 	Two legs. Arms. Clever glint in your eye. You're perfect. 	Sizing someone up.
 	 	 	Hey! Over here. The only severed head that's talking to you. 	Firm. You're trying to get someone's attention.
 	 	 	You going to make me beg? Pretty, pretty please. Get me out of this place. 	Firm. You're trying to get someone's attention.
 	 	 	You want to lend a hand here? 	Firm. You're trying to get someone's attention.
 	 	 	Hey. Come on. I can hear you over there. Have a heart, would ya? 	
 	 	 	Hey. Hey! Someone there? I could use a lift. 	Elated, then trying to get someone's attention.
 	 	 	Well, there's the vote of confidence I was hoping for. 	Someone just told you the new body they found you is ... adequate.
 	 	 	Crap. He must've just... got lost somewhere. 	Concerned your best friend might be hurt.
 	 	 	You're not the one about to be shoved into a toaster, Duchess. But yes. Honestly, thank you for sticking your neck out for me. 	A little begrudgingly initially, but then authentically grateful as the line completes.
 	 	 	Tell me you got a Stimpak. I'm hurting here. 	Trying to be polite while fighting through the pain.
 	 	 	Ah ha. My promise of baking your enemies to a crisp was too much, huh? So just pick me up and let's blow this pop stand. 	You're trying to convince this stranger to help you back to the Wayward.
 	 	 	Duchess, I look ridiculous. 	Your head has been placed in a moonshine jug. You're not having a great day.
 	 	 	You are a sight for sore eye. So, those things didn't get ya, huh? 	Someone's approaching, but you've been badly wounded and are trying to size them up.
 	 	 	Hey! Two-eyed, two-eared, giant present person. You see my buddy or not? 	You're yelling at a stranger who you hope has information about your friend. The second line should be said with the "purple people eater" cadence
 	 	 	Now, I presume you found something that'll work for someone with my natural charm and gravitas? 	A mix of excitement and nervousness. You're about to get a new body.
 	 	 	You heard the man, Silver. Hi-ho. 	Ordering the person carrying you to get walking.
 	 	 	Hey trouble. You like my ride? Unfortunately, I don't think it's a two-seater. You going to be able to get yourself to get out of here? 	Encouraging a friend who's been wounded.
 	 	 	Should be more worried about yourself, bucko. Our friend's only got room for one in here. Are you going to be able to manage on your own? 	Encouraging a friend who's been wounded.
 	 	 	Thank god. He's alive. Means you and I should get a move on, then. 	You just found out your best friend is still alive.
 	 	 	You happen to see a young man on your way through? Early twenties, rough around the edges, carrying about a bullet's worth of extra lead in him? 	
 	 	 	He's alive? Thank god, that's good to hear. So. 	You just found out your best friend is still alive.
 	 	 	Please say yes. 	Earnest. You really want a new body. Say this all pretty quickly and with some fear.
 	 	 	Duchess. 	Disappointed. Your friend placed your head in a still full jug of moonshine. It's not pleasant.
 	 	 	Very. 	Someone just suggested the idea that you should get a body other than the other you've had all your life. You don't like the idea.
 	 	 	Screw you, you old cheapskate. 	
 	 	 	I'm an ideas machine, Duchess. I don't deal with money. 	
 	 	 	You know, I don't throw the word hero around a lot. Come over here and let's discuss, huh? 	Said with a smirk. You're very happy you'll be getting a new body soon.
 	 	 	Crane's Duchess' specialty, not mine. Talk to her. 	This person has found you a new body. You're much more zen and grateful.
 	 	 	Worth mentioning again. Thank you. Truly. 	This person has found you a new body. You're much more zen and grateful.
 	 	 	I cannot wait until I'm out of this jug and into something a little more... brutal. 	This person has found you a new body. You're much more zen and grateful. Savor "brutal."
 	 	 	Please don't tell me you're having second thoughts. Go body snatch. 	Your head has been placed inside a moonshine jug and the person you're talking to is supposed to be out grabbing you a new body.
 	 	 	This is not my finest moment. 	Your head has been placed inside a moonshine jug and the person you're talking to is supposed to be out grabbing you a new body.
 	 	 	If this store is empty, I swear, I'm going to drown myself in this thing. I don't breathe, but I will figure it out. 	Your head has been placed inside a moonshine jug and the person you're talking to is supposed to be out grabbing you a new body.
 	 	 	If I didn't mention before... thank you. Now, please, get out there and find me a body. Please. 	Your head has been placed inside a moonshine jug and the person you're talking to is supposed to be out grabbing you a new body.
 	 	 	Solomon, no. Don't you dare. This is not-- 	Initially consoling a friend, then stopping yourself.
 	 	 	Woah! Let's use our power for good, eh? 	You just obliterated someone innocent with your laser eye against your will. You're not please.
 	 	 	Hey! Knock it off! 	You just obliterated someone innocent with your laser eye against your will. You're not please.
 	 	 	No! Bad! Stop having me shoot them. 	You just obliterated someone innocent with your laser eye against your will. You're not please.
 	 	 	Woah! This is not okay! 	You just obliterated someone innocent with your laser eye against your will. You're not please.
 	 	 	No! Stop doing that! 	You just obliterated someone innocent with your laser eye against your will. You're not please.
 	 	 	Damn. Ammo finally corroded. Wet cave really did a number on it. I'm not going to be much help now. 	Your ammunition crumbled to pieces. You're not thrilled about it, but it's not a huge deal. You've already got a ride.
 	 	 	Now that's what I like to hear. Seriously, thank you for sticking your neck out for me. 	You just got some good news.
 	 	 	I also know you didn't have to stick your neck out for me. I appreciate it. Truly. 	
==W05 DialogueTheWayward Interior==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Yeah? Help you? 	A little curt. You still haven't full forgiven this person.
 	 	 	Hmm? What is it? 	A little curt. You still haven't full forgiven this person.
 	 	 	Yah? What's up? 	
 	 	 	Hey. Something up? Or you just want to gab? 	
 	 	 	What's up? 	
 	 	 	To what do I owe the pleasure? 	
 	 	 	A vault full of gold, ready to pour over Appalachia. I'm sure everyone will behave totally rationally regarding this sudden new influx of wealth... 	Deeply sarcastic. You expect this to result in bloodshed.
 	 	 	... now what can I do for ya? 	Back to standard friendly.
 	 	 	Listen to the lady. Scram for a bit, okay? 	Hurting after Sol's death, but trying to be gentle with the person you're speaking to.
 	 	 	She'll... I'm sure she'll come around. 	Hurting after Sol's death, but trying to be gentle with the person you're speaking to.
 	 	 	He... he was just such a good kid, you know? 	Hurting after Sol's death, but trying to be gentle with the person you're speaking to.
 	 	 	Certainly not boring with you around, I'll give you that much. 	Bit of a smirk.
 	 	 	Just you wait. Next time you see me, I'm going to have limbs. 	Bit of smirk.
 	 	 	Good call, by the way. Not engaging. Could've gone pear-shaped real fast. 	Bit of smirk.
 	 	 	Watch yourself out there. Bunch of crazy robots running around Appalachia... well, crazier. 	Bit of smirk. You're referring to yourself as a "crazy bot" at the end.
 	 	 	You. 	Threatening, but you're faking it. You're thrilled to see this person. Ham it up a little.
 	 	 	Sol needs to hobble his tail across town quick and get me my new digs. 	Bit of smirk.
 	 	 	Guess you could say that. Sol's been in my corner since we picked him up. 	
 	 	 	Don't think he'd ever seen an Assaultron before me, so when he joined up, I fielded about three days worth of questions. 	
 	 	 	But the man's good with electronics and good with a gun. Plus, he finds me charming for some unknown reason. Couldn't really ask for more in a friend. 	
 	 	 	We were. 	Sol's died in this case.
 	 	 	Don't think he'd ever seen an Assaultron before me, so when he joined up, I fielded about three days worth of questions. 	Sol's died in this case.
 	 	 	But the man was good with electronics and good with a gun. Plus, he found me charming for some unknown reason. Really couldn't ask for more in a friend. 	Sol's died in this case.
 	 	 	Thought it seemed pretty obvious. I lost the person watching my back. Then the Scorched came at me from behind. 	
 	 	 	Don't have to be Napoleon to figure that one out. 	
 	 	 	You know your pick-up lines could use some work. But yeah. I am. 	
 	 	 	Duchess purchased me years ago and had me reprogrammed. Dialed back my tactical protocols, added in a personality. 	
 	 	 	The result is the Frankenstein's bouncer you see before you. 	
 	 	 	Duchess claimed the programmer based me on one of his old girlfriends, a boxer, but Sol seems convinced my template was the boss lady herself. 	
 	 	 	Wouldn't be shocked by either or both. 	
 	 	 	I presume you're not referring to the fact that I was a walking meat grinder dropped into a the body of a department store blue light special? But, yes. I'm... unique.	
 	 	 	Duchess purchased me years ago and had me reprogrammed. Dialed back my tactical protocols, added in a personality. 	
 	 	 	The result was something along the lines of Frankenstein's bouncer. Now, with this body, well, unique is the perfect word. There's no other robot like me. 	
 	 	 	Duchess claimed the programmer based me on one of his old girlfriends, a boxer, but Sol seems convinced my template was the boss lady herself. 	
 	 	 	Wouldn't be shocked by either or both. 	
 	 	 	You did real good, brother. 	Talking to the person who collected your new body for you.
 	 	 	You did real good, sister. 	Talking to the person who collected your new body for you.
 	 	 	I made you this from some parts I didn't need anymore. As thanks. Now go get comfy. 	
 	 	 	I'm like a new born babe... if babies could turn a human into a cadaver in under eight seconds. Here. 	
 	 	 	This body is nothing short of art. All the little malfunctions and mishaps I'd been putting up with for years. Gone. 	
 	 	 	Suppose I should be grateful I got anything, really. Sorry, for chewing you out. This is just ... taking some getting used to. But you can go on in. 	You've chilled out, but you're a little morose.
 	 	 	You... god dammit. You're right. 	You just heard why they weren't able to get you the body you wanted. It's a good reason. First word is still angry, then you calm down.
 	 	 	You... huh. I hadn't really thought about it that way. Maybe not hugely ideal in this line of work, but ideal isn't often in the cards these days. 	You just heard why they weren't able to get you the body you wanted. It's a good reason. First word is still angry, then you calm down.
 	 	 	I... I guess that's not that much of a surprise, considering. 	You just heard why they weren't able to get you the body you wanted. It's a good reason. First word is still angry, then you calm down.
 	 	 	You... you did your best ... I guess. 	You just heard why they weren't able to get you the body you wanted. It's a good reason. First word is still angry, then you calm down.
 	 	 	Explain why I'm going to be spending the rest of my days in this monstrosity or I'll pinch you like zit! 	
 	 	 	Explain why I'm going to be spending the rest of my days in this monstrosity or you're getting real well acquainted to the capabilities of handclamps! 	
 	 	 	I've got more limbs than combat processors! There's a rocket coming out of my keister! And I didn't even get the charming accent! 	
 	 	 	I look like an aquarium attached to a highschool mascot costume. 	Growing more angry throughout the scene.
 	 	 	Look at me. My brutal curves. My sleek but battle-ready frame. Vanished. Instead I'm trapped in this... thing. 	
 	 	 	Are you kidding?! 	Confronting the person who was supposed to get you a new body.
 	 	 	What's wrong, cowboy? No comments on my appearance? What the hell happened to my body?! 	Growing more angry throughout the scene.
 	 	 	What's wrong, cowgirl? No comments on my appearance? What the hell happened to my body?! 	Growing more angry throughout the scene.
 	 	 	No, no, no. You don't get to be the angry one here. 	Confronting the person who was supposed to get you a new body, but didn't.
 	 	 	Sorry?! 	Confronting the person who was supposed to get you a new body and didn't.
 	 	 	I want you to know how much I'm enjoying this. 	Taunting someone in the heat of battle.
 	 	 	Oh. Aren't you a dangerous thing. 	Tauniting someone in the heat of battle.
 	 	 	I'm trying to give you a sporting chance, but you're not making it easy. 	Taunting someone in the heat of battle.
 	 	 	Have to do more than that. 	You were just hit in battle. Angry.
 	 	 	Hmm. Got me good. 	You were just hit in battle. Angry.
 	 	 	Did you have a death wish? Because I'll grant it. 	You were just hit in battle. Angry.
 	 	 	Now we're talking. 	Entering combat. You're excited.
 	 	 	I hope you've put your affairs in order. 	Entering combat. You're excited.
 	 	 	So you've chosen to end your life. Let me help. 	Entering combat. You're excited.
 	 	 	Well look who it is. How about you come here, friend. We've got some things to discuss. 	A bit threatening.
 	 	 	Throw one back for me. 	
==W05 DialogueWaywardRC MortPolly Battlecry==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	It may have caught me off-guard. With its dumb little faces and murder behind its eyes. But I believe it got the message.	Someone's asking you about a sound you made earlier. You're a little embarrassed and trying to cover it. Second line should be passionate.
 	 	 	No. I was just... warning it. With a battle cry. 	Someone's asking you about a sound you made earlier. You're a little embarrassed and trying to cover it.
 	 	 	Oh. Yes. That. There was an... opossum. 	Someone's asking you about a sound you made earlier. You're a little embarrassed.
 	 	 	And which would that be? 	Someone's asking you about a sound you made earlier. You're a little embarrassed, so you're trying to deflect.
==W05 DialogueWaywardRC MortPolly Wrinkles==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Mordecai, I hate to see you so mad. You know stress causes wrinkles. Lucky for you, I've got something for that. Let Polly help.	Fighting to keep a straight face.
 	 	 	You don't know what funny is. 	Straight-faced, but growing more amused. You've been caught, but you're not giving anything away.
 	 	 	I think they're funny. 	Straight-faced. You've been caught, but you're not giving anything away.
==W05 DialogueWaywardRC PollySol SorryPolly==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	No, it was not. 	Casual. Addressing a friend you're very close with.
 	 	 	Don't keep apologizing. You two did what you could. I'm no longer living in a jug of moonshine. Anything beyond that I consider a win.	Casual. Addressing a friend you're very close with.
 	 	 	Sol. 	Casual. Addressing a friend you're very close with.
==W05 DialogueWaywardRC PollySol WannaTry==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Oh god. Solomon. You need to burn that immediately. 	Disgusted.
 	 	 	Why would you put something in your body, not knowing what it is?	Confused and irritated.
 	 	 	That's a stupid question... let me smell it. 	Give a long pause before saying the second line.
 	 	 	What're you eating? 	
==W05 DialogueWaywardRC PollySol Flatwoods==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	For I, too, am a coward. 	Jokingly ribbing a friend.
 	 	 	Coward. 	Jokingly ribbing a friend.
 	 	 	What did you do? 	Your curiosity has been piqued.
 	 	 	Don't lie to me, Solomon. 	Calling a friend's bullshit.
 	 	 	You must've seen wrong. The Flatwoods is a myth for hill people and drunks.	Give a long pause before saying the second line.
==W05 MQ 004P Crane==
#	Dialog Topic	Form ID	Response Text 	Script Notes
 	 	 	Mort's right, Duchess. Without him, we'd all be dead. He rescued me. And Sol. And now you. So can we... not lose anyone else today? Please? 	Your best friend was just killed and your boss is reacting by taking out on your rescuer. You're hurting, but think Duchess is off base.
 	 	 	Mort's right, Duchess. Without her, we'd all be dead. She rescued me. And Sol. And now you. So can we... not lose anyone else today? Please?	Your best friend was just killed and your boss is reacting by taking out on your rescuer. You're hurting, but think Duchess is off base.
 	 	 	Solomon. Jesus, Solomon. 	Your best friend was just killed. You're hurting (but this shouldn't be too over the top).
 	 	 	Kid didn't deserve this. 	Your best friend was just killed. You're hurting (but this shouldn't be too over the top).
 	 	 	He... he's gone. 	Your best friend was just killed. You're hurting (but this shouldn't be too over the top).
 	 	 	Sol better hustle and get me my ride. 	Your friends were just held up at gunpoint and you couldn't help. You're cracking jokes to cut the tension.
 	 	 	Handled that better than I would've. 	Your friends were just held up at gunpoint and you couldn't help. You're cracking jokes to cut the tension.
 	 	 	Bastards are real lucky they met me between bodies. 	Your friends were just held up at gunpoint and you couldn't help. You're cracking jokes to cut the tension.
 	 	 	Let 'em come back here and see what happens. 	Your friends were just held up at gunpoint and you couldn't help. You're cracking jokes to cut the tension.
 	 	 	What'd you bring me? No, no. I want to be surprised. 	This person just returned from a treasure hunt.
 	 	 	Talk to the boss. She'll want to know what you found. 	This person just returned from a treasure hunt.
 	 	 	So did Crane actually find something? Inquiring minds wanna know. 	This person just returned from a treasure hunt.
 	 	 	Bring me back something nice. 	This person's going out to find a treasure.
 	 	 	Come back when you're rich, moneybags. 	This person's going out to find a treasure.
 	 	 	Hoping Sol will get off his keister and get me my body by the time you're back. 	This person's going out to find a treasure.
 	 	 	Letting that thing go, huh? Terrible idea, by the way. 	Someone was keeping a monster in the bar, but they're going to let it go free. You think that's an awful idea, but you're being smarmy.
 	 	 	Tell me I heard you guys wrong. You're not killing it? 	Someone was keeping a monster in the bar, but they're going to let it go free. You think that's an awful idea. Emphasis on "not."
 	 	 	Sure. Let the infected monster man run free. What could go wrong? 	Someone was keeping a monster in the bar, but they're going to let it go free. You think that's an awful idea.
 	 	 	Sounds like the thing got what it deserved. 	Someone was keeping a monster in the bar. You're glad it's dead.
 	 	 	Bringing Scorched in the house. Bad news. 	Someone was keeping a monster in the bar. You're glad it's dead.
 	 	 	Duchess wanted a pet, she could've just picked up a hamster like a normal person. 	Someone was keeping a monster in the bar. You're glad it's dead.
 	 	 	What're you still doing down here? 	
 	 	 	Get turned around or something? 	
 	 	 	Lady's sharing secrets. Go find out what. 	
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