Trace: How.. dare you! I aughta rip your—
Flora: No, don’t!
Trace: Huh? Flora? I can’t get revenge if you cling to my legs like that!
Trace: Hey, where’d he go?
Flora: Wait! Listen sniff to me. He didn’t do it on purpose! Really, he was helping me.
Trace: But your nose!
Flora: It isn’t bad, really!
Trace: Here, let me see.
Flora: Uh… Trace?
Flora: T-Trace? What are you doing?
Keith: huff Why do I even bother running, I have nowhere to go. Why didn’t I just tell her the truth?
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