| You know, if this keeps up, Chisato might find herself out of a job.
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| I know. I mean, when I was competing, I didn't shirk my duties to the show.
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| It's kind of hard to shirk when you're already doing it half-assed, isn't it?
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| Hey!
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| I'm not noticing any denial there.
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| Who said you could stop sweeping?
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| Don't we have vacuum cleaners?
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| Like we're going to trust you with something that has even a slight chance at exploding.
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| Come on, you all know that the sink was just a freak accident!
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| Maybe so.
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| Though you still have to admit that it's a little... ahem, that Loki just happened to be using said sink at that time.
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| Are you going to argue amongst yourselves all day, or are we actually going to put on a show?
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| Sorry, sir. Welcome to Behind the Scenes, the only show more fun to host than to watch! You all know who we are, so we should get started. Our first guests come from Godlike. Please welcome Kefka and Fou-Lu!
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| It's a pleasure to be here.
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| I concur.
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| Um, clown boy, you seem unusually lucid today. What, did Chisato's fists knock some brain cells together?
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| Not at all. I simply followed your servant's advice.
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| Servant? You mean Moppy?
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| I am no one's servant! I am Lord of the Gods!
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| Keep sweeping, Odin.
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| Yes sir.
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| So, you hung around the Tales of Symphonia cast. How was it?
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| Very illuminating. There was one girl I found to be exceptionally interesting.
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| Really? Who?
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| I believe her name was Colette.
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| You've got to be joking.
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| Do I look like the sort of person who would joke?
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| No comment.
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| Just being around her gave me a sense of purpose.
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| And that was...?
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| The destruction of her and her blasted world! And as soon as I claim my proper place at champion, I'll make them all suffer!
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| Now that sounds like the Kefka we know. Best of luck to you.
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| Thanks.
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| Boy, you think you know a guy.
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| Verily, insanity may take many a form.
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| Oh, right. You're still here. Well, how have you been?
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| As well as thou could expect.
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| You must be happy. Your opponent is someone you're very familar with, and the last time you faced each other, he ran away before the fight could start.
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| Though I can respect mine other half's decision to take flight, methinks the same thing shall not happen again. He hath improved, and hopes that a great battle shall take place wouldst not be in vain.
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| Well, thanks for your time. If you win, we'll see you next week.
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| On to Heavy?
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| By the Gods, thish is powerful brew!
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| Yeah, where'd you get it? It feels like the Abes are poundin' into my head during practice... not that that's a bad thing, mind you.
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| Let's just say I have some friends who know good beer when they see it.
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| Morte, what do you think you're doing, getting our guests drunk before their interviews?
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| Hey! It's not my fault that they accidentally found the bottle I left lying out.
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| Morte...
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| Come on, we all know that Jecht's just going to ramble on about how he's the greatest...
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| I am the greatest, you know.
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| ...and Surt was going to make fun of Odin, but that's our job.
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| Hic!
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| Hooray! I'm not the most embarassing member of my cast any more!
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| Well, you weren't until you started that dance.
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| He looksh like a fool.
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| Quiet, drunken peon! I'm doing the traditional Asgardian dance of victory!
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| It looks to me like you're just flapping your arms up and down.
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| There's a long and noble tradition in that sort of thing, you know.
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| Whatever. Our Middle guest tonight is the lovely Odessa Silverburg. Hello, gorgeous.
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| Quiet, skull.
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| Odessa, we never did come to a conclusion on the Flik issue, did we?
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| Not this again. I'm more than just an object to be pined over, you know.
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| Come on, you di...
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| Ahem.
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| Sorry. Um, you became indisposed rather early in Tir's adventure. Most people remember you from Flik's behaviour.
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| That's right, you wench!
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| Not you again. I already told you...
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| I don't care what you've said! Flik is mine, and mine alone!
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| Morte, escort our guests to someplace... more appropriate to air out their disagreements.
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| To my bedroom it is, then.
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| Morte...
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| All right, all right... come on you two, second room on the left.
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| It was really a good idea to set up a fighting arena in the studio.
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| Yup, and one of these days we'll even tell Chisato about it, and the hidden cameras I installed.
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| Tell me about what?
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| Chisato! You're here! Um, why?
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| Can't you lunkheads do anything right? I'm here for my interview! You know, the one you scheduled?
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| Of course. How could we forget? Now, if you'll just sit down, we can get started.
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| All right.
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| ... |
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| Hey, why are you guys looking at the desk... like... no, get away from that buttonnnnnn...
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| You know we're both going to suffer for this.
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| Yes, but it was worth it. You want to say goodnight?
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| Sure. For all of us, see you for the next exciting and painful installment of Behind the Scenes!
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