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Dylan slowly turned.
Dylan: Uhm...
Christian: Well?
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Erik: I can explain this.
Christian: No, Erik, I want to hear the King of the house
explain because he seems to like to hear the sound of his own voice.
Who am I to deprive him of one of his joys in life?
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Erik: No, really, Christian, it's all just a--
Dylan: It's ok, Erik... I was being a dick.
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Dylan: Well, you see, there is this online thing...
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Dylan: It's called Perfect Match and it's on Den Of Angels. And
it's this dating service, see.
Christian: Uh-huh...
Dylan: And you are in it.
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Christian: I'm what?!?
Erik: Poppy and Eve signed you up. Don't get mad at us!
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Christian: I don't think I understand...
Erik: Let me show you... see.
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Christian: But, why would they?
Erik: Maybe they were feeling like matchmakers or something.
You know how gushy girls are.
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Dylan: I think Poppy was feeling guilty. She broke it off with
you, right? Whatever the reason, you're free, so why not enjoy
your freedom?
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Christian: Well, I suppose.
Erik: Here is your match: Kaede. She's super cute.
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Erik: Look at how many votes. You two were voted hottest
couple.
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Christian: Oh my gosh...she's gorgeous...but what am I going
do? She's way out of my league. I don't know the first thing to
do. What have they gotten me into!
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