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*Peter looked down at his cotton candy.*
Peter: It's humiliating, okay?
Gamora: It's not that big of a deal.
Peter: I was supposed to win you a teddy.
Gamora: I won you one. It still counts as fulfilling your cliche.
Peter: The boyfriend wins the girlfriend a bear. That's the cliche. I just couldn't win the game! I'm trying to make this relationship the best one in the history of ever and I can't even win you a stupid teddy!
Gamora: I didn't even want one, Peter.
Peter: It's not about the bear, it's about what the bear represents. I dragged you all the way to Earth so that we could have an awesome carnival experience and I wanted to make it everything it's chalked up to be. Now I'm just the loser who can't even win his girlfriend a teddy bear.
Gamora: I honestly preferred playing the game to watching you play it.
Peter: This night has been a disaster.
Gamora: I've loved every minute.
Peter: Seriously?
Gamora: How could I not? I'm with you.