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- Marisa: Ahem. Pardon me, I hate to interrupt your thinly veiled foreplay, but I smell smoke.
- Aven: ... Oh damn it all, I forgot to turn down the heat!
- Marisa: So, what are you doing here, Nineve?
- Nineve: Whatever it is you think I was here for, dear.
- Marisa: ...That would be a pretty fierce blush for cooking.
- Nineve: It would, wouldn't it? Ah well.
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