— She hates you.
— Oh, I'm touched.
— How do I look?
— Shallow.
— Thank you!
— I...use that data to carefully plot out our first encounter, so as to easily befriend and beguile her.
— Beguile? Big word, Shakespear.
— You never get a second chance to make a first impression.
— Please, we're talking about teenagers. They're impressed by shiny objects.
— Thus my earings.
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