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How did that line go? "Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them."

Twelfth Night?

Likely a more entertaining read than the book of Job, to be frank.

Depending on your tastes, really. Both can be too dry and boring in places.

I do have a fondness for Shakespeare, I will admit.

I'm only really a fan of the comedies, but I can quote a little bit of everything. Oh, and I like the sonnets.

I did find Romeo and Juliet somewhat trite, but his other plays were quite wonderful. And the sonnets, yes.

Twelfth Night and Midsummer Night's Dream were my favorites, always.

[The older woman looks at Bel quietly a moment, then glances aside as she quotes again, her voice low.]

"She never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought, and with a green and yellow melancholy she sat like patience on a monument, smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed?"

Macbeth was my favorite; I could not pick from among the others.

[He smiles at the quote. His memory doesn't stretch far enough to continue it.]

May I ask your name?

Call me Gina.

[It's not really her name, and she's slightly uncomfortable offering him this lie.]

[He picks up on the lie, but doesn't press the matter.]

Gina, it is a pleasure. I am Belphegor.

Belphegor, it is a delight. [She offers an un-manicured hand to shake.]

*a fox drops a candy bar, so he can sniff your shoe here, Bel. hmmmm~*

[Why is Lester a fox, and what is with the sniffing?]

Why, hello there.

*because it smells so... fascinating!*

*doggy bark. hello! it'll just be a minute or two~*

I do hope I did not stand in something.

[He just watches the fox, somewhat bemused.]

*he stares up and up... and then steps back, becoming the boy again. sigh.*

Hi. Sorry. I'm being dumb with magic candy.

[A quiet laugh.]

Transfigurating candy? How fascinating.

It only lasts for ten minutes each time... and I guess I should stop and eat real food. I think I missed lunch.

Would you like me to prepare you some lunch? My mastery of cooking is unparalleled.

[A product of being a housewife for thousands of years, no doubt.]

Better than Fran's? Don't tell her that ... *teasing ;3*