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"I'm going to kill him! I'm seriously going to kill him!"
"Who?"
"Guess who."
"Douglas?"
"Exactly!"
"What for?"
"For this."
"Skip, is that a nightie?"
"It does seem like it."
"Why did you bring a nightie?"
"I didn't, Arthur! I packed my pyjamas, but that pyjamas has somehow turned into this."
"Wow, did he do magic?"
"No, Arthur, he didn't do magic! He obviously switched them when I was going to the loo."
"Why?"
"To make fun of me, that's why! He knew I was sharing rooms with you and he wanted to embarrass me."
"How is it embarrassing, Skip? It's just a nightie."
"I want my pyjamas, I'm going over to his room right now."
"Skip, wait."
"What?"
"Just put it on."
"No, I want my pyjamas."
"Please."
"Why?"
"For me?"
"What?"
"I think you'd look quite sexy in it."
"What?"
"Can you please try it on?"
"Arthur, I don't understand."
"Maybe it wasn't Douglas who went in your flight bag, Skip."
"Arthur? You? Really?"
"Mhm."
"Give me two seconds to change!"