[Carnival Filter - basically, 'not townspeople']
Where is my costume? I packed it away before we moved out, I open my case now - look at that! No costume. If anyone has touched my stuff then heads are gonna roll - I know a bunch of you get sticky fingers but could you not exercise them in my things?
[Mostly muttering to herself now:] No way am I
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Don't you have some juggling to do somewhere?
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When the crowd comes. Come on, a second pair of eyes will help.
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Alright, alright, sheesh. I'm in my tent, come find me.
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Small mercies. If you've been anywhere near any of my things then I don't know what'd save them beyond an exorcism.
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[Pause]
I mean, y'know, adopted brothers and sisters.
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[Not that she's ever set foot in a church ever.]
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[AKA, she can't imagine that someone would take it due to her relentless good nature. The unmistakable sounds of Libby chewing on something start up, because she's kind of always eating something.]
You said you have a torn one, right? I could stitch it back up real quick.
[She's a great seamstress because she has to take in all her clothes lol]
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[AKA: going to use it as ammunition in the persistent war against Tim's wholesomeness. :|]
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