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NIETZSCHE; DEAD PHILOSOPHERS' INBOX

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The offer for conversation is always open, should you desire to take me up on it; I can't guarantee that I'll respond immediately, nor will it necessarily be the response you want, but I'll always respond in some way.

In the name of enlightened discourse.

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Does it change it any if I make it plain that I have a few too many things to get in order to deliver them personally? I'm not pursuing physically.

It's the principle of the thing.

But if you're feeling nostalgic, you can always send them to a city where flowers feel at home; I'll handle the rest from there.

[...WOMAN]

I'm...sorry, what?

[. . .

well so much for the rhetorical audience thinking they're in love

because it is now over

right now

love is over]

Really?

[oh my fucking god did you really just]

You just threw a riddle at me in all seriousness, didn't you.

We're not talking about this anymore.

No, no, we're talking about it.

Is that something you do often, or...?

You are absolutely no fun at all.

Oh, come now, it was endearing. Just a bit confusing at the start, that's all.

It's a riddle. It's supposed to be a bit confusing.

Well, it was more the part where it was being handed to me in the first place that was confusing.

Why? I've given you riddles before.

[...]

Did I manage to embarrass you somehow? You're being rather defensive, you know.

I'm not embarrassed, I'm aghast that I apparently have to explain flirting to you.

If you say so, Locke.

You really couldn't just solve the clue and send the flowers, could you.

Well, I could have, but it's been a while since I've made your life a bit more difficult than it really needed to be.

Keep that up and they'll say you're in love, you know.

What did you have planned for your encore? Pulling my pigtails?

Goodness, you really are offended.

Leaving a frog in my desk drawer?

All right, all right.

Would you like an apology?

What kind of apology?

Well, normally I would suggest flowers, but...

[And believe it or not, she's actually going to switch on her microphone just long enough for him to get a brief clip of her laughing.]

Well! Now I really am flattered.

Perhaps there's hope for my magnetism after all.

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