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In which, on later reflection, something starts to happen.
Neila Sharpe the Nice Witch: I hope it's something nice!
Victor: I hope it's not.
Neila Sharpe the Nice Witch: Oh, you guys had a fight?
Andrea: There's few fights a good bowl of mac n' cheese won't un-have.
Nick: You should try it with the red shit in.
Andrea: So hey, is anyone attached to that creepy chick with the uncanny valley face? 'cuz she's still in the house for some reason.
Nick: I'm planning on attaching myself to her.
William: Quite intimately, no doubt.
William Jr.: I know what that's a euphemism for, dad.
Victor: Oh, boy…
William: You don't have to be coy about hugs around me.
William: Yeah, hmm.
Samantha: I like what a dope he is.
William: Me too.
William: Oh, good, your super powers are manifesting.
Neila Sharpe the Nice Witch: No, it's just my magic bad-eating skills.
Samantha: I like that too.
Samantha: You just bonked my head!
William Jr.: I'll make it up to you.
William: I'll bonk it on the other side when I go past.
William: You gonna go balls deep on that mannequin chick, or can I dip it?
William: Yeah, I wouldn't dignify that with a response either.
William: I've been given too much dignity already.
Andrea: HEY CHEATFACE
Andrea: GONNA CHEAT?!
Andrea: That's fair.
Uma: Man, having everything I want sucks.
Confidence: Nothing sucks but sucking, honey.
Nick: I'm sorry you feel that way.
Confidence: I'm NOT sorry about what I can feel.
Nick: Yeah, I get my morning wood at night.
Samantha: Get your own room.
Victor: In hell.
Uma: As long as it's emphasis on the "mate."
William: Well, it would be pretty silly to call this a "bunk."
Uma: Meet me in the middle, would you.
Neila Sharpe the Nice Witch: Sadly.
William Jr.: Grossily.
Confidence: I can't sleep without an evil plan.
Confidence: Luckily, whenever I'm not sleeping, I'm planning.
Confidence: I've never tried pickpocketing before, but, I mean, how hard can it be? Considering who has tried it.
Confidence: I'm sure I can manage "unsavoury."
Confidence: Wow, you have GOT to clean that inventory out. There's DUST in there.
Confidence: A rolling villain gathers no moss.
Nick: Are you a rolling villain?
Confidence: I'll be ready to roll soon enough.
Nick: Let me know when it's happening.
Confidence: Oh, you'll know.
Nick: Can I get a sick transition?
Grugly2013: I don't see why not.
Grugly2013: Except that her FUCKING FINGERS were clipping.
Uma: Please don't wake him up, I'm still exhausted from the night-fucking.
Neila Sharpe the Nice Witch: Night in fucking armour, that's my dad!
Samantha: Yeah, it's not at all gross or anything.
Penny: Speaking of not at all gross or anything: pregnancy!
William Jr.: Don't look at me like that! I'm allowed.
Victor: Will you all be joining us for breakfast?
Nick: Are you doing the scary eyes thing again?
Confidence: Um, of course?
Nick: Yeah, if I could do the scary eyes thing, I'd do it literally all the time.
William: I think I'm having a mid-life crisis.
Uma: I think it's later than you think.
William: I think I'm still in the pink.
Uma: ♪ The years go by, as quickly as your dink ♪
William: ♪ Enjoy yourself ♪
Uma: ♪ Don't soil yourself ♪
William: ♪ I'm younger than you think ♪
Andrea: ♪ And many more ♪
Oh, man. Called it!
Dylan: Don't call me "it"!
Next time: call girls.
This chapter depicts gameplay from 10 May 2013.