Talking

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Olive: w-we try only one!

Oil: One? *pouts* fine.

Olive: Dad's gonna kill us?

Oil: How?? These are his. *lights his cigarette*

Olive: Fine, Mom's gonna kill us!

Oil: *lights Olive's* Just shut up and smoke it!

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Olive: Okay that was a one time thing.

Oil: yeah yeah. *shushes him and puts the cigarette pack back where he found them*

Olive: Okay let's go. *drags him out of the room*

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Olive: *bangs his head against his desk* So much homework. I think I'm gonna have a breakdown.

Oil: sounds like you need my special medicine.

Olive: I don't ever want to hear those words come out of your mouth.

Oil: *deadpans and shows him the cigarettes*

Olive: *gasps* Dad's cigarettes?

Oil: Duh.

Olive: Why did you take them?!

Oil: Okay I maaaay have had more then one.

Olive: Oil!! Those things kill your lungs!

Oil: Then why did you have one?! Plus we're demons!!

Olive: Okay that's true!!

Oil: Stop yelling at me!!

Olive: You stop first!!

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Jamey: Mumbles: Where are my cigarettes?

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Jamey takes his cigarettes to work

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