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What do you want right now?

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The world.

Isn't that a little much? What are you going to do with the world?

Rule it, of course.

Enchiladas.

Go to Taco Bell.

What's the catch?

No catch, just asking a question. I'm a firm believer in getting what you want.

Freedom.

What, are you a slave?

No, but thanks to you, Alice, and the other jerks at Happier Times Clinic, I am trapped.

It's not my fault you're an addict who needs rehabilitation.

I'm not an addict!

That's what they all say. The needle marks on your arms say otherwise.

*Grows frustrated* You don't understand anything. I'm almost tempted to show you the truth.

A steady gig that pays the rent so I don't have to serve drinks to ass-grabbing losers.

A musician huh? What kind of music do you play?

Rock mostly. So you know what I want right now. What about you? What do you want?

What I want usually gets me slapped when I say it to girls I just met.

Keep your hands to yourself, baby, and you can tell me whatever you want.

*She shrugs*

I'm a cocktail waitress serving drunk assholes. I've probably heard it all before, anyway.

~~Someone~~ Something to eat.

Then go to a drive-through, sweetheart.

*Laughs* That wouldn't work. A drive through wouldn't have what I'm craving.

What are you craving? Peking duck?

A pair of socks.

A pair of socks? That's all?

Matching, preferably.

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