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It really felt like he was just poking her face a lot.
"I'm a pixie, Sam."
"You can't make me."
"Ploop stoop woop moop."
She frowned, brushing his hair back again before finally getting the buckle off. "Okay. Gabe? Can you move?"
He began to tap her face in different spots.
She glanced up at him with a mischievous smile.
“Stop what?”
“Poop?”
“Tell me about it. Maybe I can help.”
“I see. I’ll do that.”
She was limp in his arms.
"You have a beautiful mouth that tells beautiful falsehoods."
"Thoop stoop!"
She noticed, glancing up at him. "Really? What?"
"That's a shame."
Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she fell, unconscious.
"Lies and slander."
"Noop! Doop yoop loop moop?"
"Tell me about your day. Has anything been bothering you?" She got the prosthetic off and began to work on unbuckling him.
