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B: Do you... 'like' me?
C: Define like.
B: You have got to be kidding me.
C: How do you think I feel? I can't sleep! I feel sick, like there's something in my stomach... fluttering.
B: Butterflies? Oh no, no, no, no no. This is not happening!
C: Believe me no one is more surprised or ashamed than I am.
B: Chuck, you know that I adore all of God's creatures and the metaphors that they inspire, but those butterflies have got to be murdered!
C: Fine! It wasn't that great anyway.
B: Thanks!
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