Jacky, you're bleeding.
I don't care.
But you are.
Ok, and where am I bleeding from?
Your mouth, you're really bleeding.
Well that's an attraction. Do you want to kiss me?
Yes.

I asked myself whether I'm dead or not, and didn't know the answer.
And then I asked you.

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