| Parsley: | I wonder what's causing this weather. It doesn't seem natural. |
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| Panschi: | Y'think? |
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| Lanschi: | If that's Panschi's mood at work, he really needs to cool off. |
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| Lanschi: | D-d-don't overdo it! |
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| Parsley: | I don't think it's Panschi's doing, but I can't explainit either... Maybe the Professor knows more. |
| Lanschi: | Then I must ask him! You go get to safety! |
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| Hayfa: | Right now? Bah-bah-but it's dangerous out here! |
| Lanschi: | So what? Danger is my middle name!
(Actually, it's Fauntleroy.) |
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| Lanschi: | Besides, I'm an expert of extreme existence-threatening exigencies! Has there ever been an instance where I didn't know exactly what I was doing? |
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| Lanschi: | Oh quackers. |