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Tim: Must be hard not being able to laugh.

Elisa: I do have a sense of humor, you know.

Tim: I've never heard you laugh before.

Elisa: I've never heard you say anything funny.

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[au where Elisa goes far away to university, clams up again and has a depression era that Tim finds out about]

Elisa: you really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?

Tim: several traffic violations

Tim: three counts of resisting arrest

Tim: roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks

Tim, pointing to his car: also, that's not my car.

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Elisa: when you said you'd do 'magic in bed' this isn't exactly what I had in m-

Dick, holding a five of hearts: Is this your card?

Elisa, softly: Holy shit.

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Dick, joking: you're not allowed to fall in love with me.

Elisa, uninterested: that won't be a problem

Elisa, a week later: there's a problem.

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Tim: you're so clingy.

Elisa:

Elisa: you came into my bed.

Tim: And you let me?? You're smothering me, El.

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Dick: what's your biggest fear?

Elisa: Being forgotten

Dick: Damn, that's deep.

Dick: Mine is the kool-aid man, but i feel kinda stupid about it now.

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Dick: [bursting into the room, slamming the door shut, clearly panicked]

Elisa: What did you do?

Dick: Nobody died!

Elisa: What kind of answer is that??

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Bruce: I called....

Elisa: I watched it ring....

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Detective Gordon, answering the phone: Hello?

Jason: Gordon, I need to report a crime.

Detective Gordon, sighing: For the last time, Todd, I am not going to arrest Elisa for committing crimes against your heart

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 Elisa: [wears dark grey]

Tim: breaking out the spring colors, I see.

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