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I've certainly found this to be true myself.

Isn't it awesome?

It certainly is, dude. Of course it requires an investment ... but then doesn't everything worthwhile?

Investment? No, no. I'm awesome purely by the grace of all that is good in this world.

Yes, they are.

And every sharp dressed man has a favorite girl.

Really? Who is your favorite girl, Larry?

A really sweet one who rents me a beautiful house...and steals all of a certain friend's time.

Oh gosh, she sounds horrible! You'll have to show her to me when I'm not so busy between a club and a flower shop. Or being twirled around by a certain friend.

Oh he twirls now, does he?

And I am curious if you support him in this idea he has of getting his own place in Portsmouth?

No, he twirls me, there's a difference.

I told him if he wanted to, he should. I should find a place too so I'm not constantly just living with you.

If either of you mention the word love, I may kick you both out.

He said the same thing about living with me. Do I smell?

*Blushes a little* What? No, we're just....Larry, knock that off!

No, I just didn't want to impose on you. ~~Plus I've been keeping low profile till someone was gone.~~

Mmhmm.

If you say so. ~~We've got a day or so left.~~

You're just trying to make me go red.

I do say so. Fine, I'm living with you forever now. ~~Okay, call me when it's clear.~~

It's what I do best.

Okay. I do need a new kid now. Mine abandoned me.

You're a horrible tease, that's what you are, Mr. Paul.

Where did he go? And why do I have to be the kid?

He went to school. I'm all alone.

Do you want me to stay, Larry?

Honestly, I'll be okay. But you both have to still come over all the time.

Well, I'm not ready to move out yet. We'll help Scotty find a place and I'll stay in the guest room.

Very impressive, Larry. Very impressive indeed.

Thank you, Martha dear.

What inspired this?

A new ladyfriend, perhaps?

No, just the realization that I'm amazing.

About time you realized it, sir!

I'm always the last to know.

I could use a lesson in sharp myself.

It can't be taught, good man, it's something to be born with.

There's no hope for me then?

Probably for the best. The object of my affections is very married.

I can't say, I don't know you.

Ouch. That is difficult. You should try singing. They like that.

Singing, huh? I don't know if she's the kind of gal who would fall for something like that. Maybe.

Then again, you might know her. She's commented here.