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jay: get back here juliet capulet.

juliet: if I had a dollar for every time someone called me that I'd be rich.

jay: what's your last name then so I can use that.

juliet: jay please.

jay: you must be some creepy old lady who flirts with younger men.

jay: so secretive.

juliet: I'm like 18 man.

jay: lemme see a pic

juliet: but if I show you you're gonna freak out.

juliet: like I can't :(

jay: if your identity is that big of a deal to you we'll make a deal.

jay: if you show me who you are I'll tell you something very personal that I've never told anyone.

jay: deal?

juliet: don't freak out.

jay: I won't.

juliet: [insert picture here]

jay: holy shit.

jay: holy fuck.

jay: you're the president's daughter?