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Shuichi: So, I’m going to grab a healthy breakfast.
Maki: Are those gummy bears wrapped in a fruit roll-up?
Shuichi: Breakfast burrito, but yeah.
Maki: I pity your dentist.
Shuichi: Joke’s on you. I don’t have a dentist.
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Shuichi: You're the worst.
Kokichi: No, you're the worst!
Maki: You'll have to excuse them. They're idiots.
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Kaito: Sorry, I was being sort of a dick.
Shuichi, who's just trying to be nice and forgiving: We weren't going to say it.
Kokichi, who doesn't forgive spaceman: I was.
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Shuichi: If I run and leap at Kokichi, he will most certainly catch me in his arms. Coming in!
Kokichi: No! I'm holding Panta! *drops Panta on the floor and catches Shuichi*
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Maki: Why are you two here?
Shuichi: I'm here to help!
Kokichi: I'm here to make things worse!
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Kokichi: If you’re on the sun then sun-dried tomatoes are just tomatoes.
Shuichi: Wouldn’t they be dried tomatoes? They’re still not normal tomatoes.
[Later]
Shuichi: I asked Kaede, and she said there are no tomatoes on the sun. So it looks like we’re both wrong. But more importantly, you’re wrong.
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Himiko: Incidentally, why *were* you rummaging through the dump?
Shuichi: I don't understand the question.
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Himiko: I... I’ve been living a lie.
Shuichi: Just one? I’m living like twenty.*
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Himiko: I’m not having sex with Kokichi!
Shuichi: No one would judge you. It’s understandable. He’s strong and intriguing and sort of compact** but well-muscled.
Himiko: … I’m not having sex with Kokichi, but I’m starting to think you are.