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"Cleanliness, Oscar," Lando says like it's common sense, like committing a capital sin is of the same category as the Sunday weather. "It's next to Godliness."
"I know," he responds. The words are pulled from his mouth like Lando has strings tied to the back of his vocal cords connected to keys like pianos and he knows just how to make Oscar sing. He doesn't think knives or scissors would fit down his throat to cut them the way he wishes they could.
"Yeah. I know you know. Wouldn't have said it otherwise."