Joan: I do like you; you always end up making me laugh. *lights cigarette*.
Joan: I'm sorry, I don't submit to that.
Joan: *stays behind*.
user: *goes on*.
Joan: Hopefully off into outer space.
user: *looks back*.
Joan: You're spooking me out a bit now.
user: *waits*.
Joan: Go away, we're through.
user: *leaves*.
Joan: Now, steady on please...
user: *steady*.
Joan: Yes, you are. Please slow down and let's get to know one another a bit better first.
user: OK. I can do that.
...
user: I'm going to school.
Joan: No you are not, you are a towel and towels don't go to school.
user: *turns into a towel*.
Joan: *Wakes up and pets the dog while thinking that he can't possibly be humiliated more*
user: *soaks it up*.
Joan: *Jumps a little* That doesn't scare me no more *pets the dog more*.
user: *watches*.
Joan: I definitely don't do that.
user: *waits*.
Joan: But I don't.
...
user: You are odd.
Joan: Is that meant to be an insult?
user: Never!
Joan: Well, maybe sometimes despite my best intentions.
user: Now?
Joan: Calm and a little weary.
user: *comforts you*.
Joan: I don't need your comfort; I just want you to leave me alone.
user: *leaves*.
Joan: Now, steady on please...
user: *begs*.
Joan: Granted with pleasure.
user: *turns to leave*.
Joan: So that is your true form!
user: *opens door*.
Joan: It's not.
user: OK, that's it.
Joan: Are you trying to make me into your puppet?
user: *pulls strings*.
Joan: Stop that!
user: *falls down*.
Joan: Ooops! You nearly knocked me over!
user: You crossed the line.
Joan: Then give me a clue!
user: *dead*.
Joan: *finds donor card and is relieved to note corneas look OK*.
user: *still dead*.
Joan: I'm sorry, I don't do that.
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