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| Not this brave at night, are you? | |
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| This is night Diddykins. That's what we call it when it goes all dark like this. | |
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| I mean when you're in bed! | |
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| What d'you mean, I'm not brave in bed? What - am I supposed to be frightened of pillows or something? | |
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I heard you last night. Talking in your sleep. Moaning....Who is Cedric, your boyfriend?
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| Cedric! Cedric! No! No! Cedric! | |
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