KATIE: So, I’m thirty-two now. Am I too old for you?
TOM: NO, baby, you are a SPRING CHICKEN. ROCK IT OUT, SUGARLIPS.
KATIE: Should I be more… pensive? Deep? Mysterious? Squinty?
TOM: YESCAKES, my paper doll! All of them! We will take them and we will RULE IT!
KATIE: Are you sure? Because I’m wearing a sheer sweater. I look like Joey Potter trying to go clubbing with the cool kids, and failing.
TOM: Joey Potter! I love that girl wizard! I hope she beats Lord Van Der Mort! LET’S HELP!
KATIE: No, let’s… just get out of here. You’re not helping.
TOM: A MIDNIGHT SNACK WITH TRAVOLTA AND BECK AND JENNA ELFMAN AT THE CENTER WILL HELP!!!!!
KATIE: … If I say yes will you cancel my audit for next week?
TOM: YOU CAN’T CANCEL THE TRUTH!
KATIE: I don’t even know what that means. I think your forehead vein has beaten all of us.
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