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"You said you were dying on the outside?"
"It was a figure of speech, pretty boy."
"Henry."
"Pretty boy."
"Well, in that case, I get to make a pet name for you too."
"Go for it."
"Sweetie."
"Do it and it'll be the last thing you do."
"All right, no pet name."
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