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Matilda: Are you almost done?
Courtney: Uh-huh! Is he getting restless?
Matilda: Erm…
Courtney: Oscar’s outside if you wanna find him.
Matilda: Sure.
Courtney: And tell him he’s not supposed to be smoking!
…
Matilda: You’re not supposed to be smoking.
Oscar: I was just pretending-.. to look cool, y’know?
Matilda: [snorts] You’ll fuck yourself up, like nanna did.
Oscar: Your nan was pretty cool though.
Matilda: Yeah…
Oscar: Thanks for doing this, by the way. I know it’s kinda short notice.
Matilda: Isn’t it usually the woman who does all this wedding planning bullshit?
Oscar: Sexist much? She couldn’t plan a piss up in a brewery anyway-.. and she deserves it, and she loves surprises. So, yeah.. all she’s gotta do, is turn up in whatever pretty outfit you’ve cooked up together n’ have a good time.
Matilda: I wish it could’ve been us, sometimes.
Oscar: What?
Matilda: It would’ve been so much easier if we’d had.. chemistry, or whatever.
Oscar: We don’t though, do we?
Matilda: Fucking-.. obviously! God, you’re so vain; what did you think this was, a confession? You may as well be my brother.
Oscar: The fuck else am I gonna think when you say shit like that?
Matilda: We grew up together, we understand each other-.. we’ve even slept together. Why didn’t it feel right? Why is it so hard to find someone I have an actual connection with? Like we do, but.. romantically. You two you make it look so simple.
Oscar: I don’t know.. I guess fate had other plans, if you believe in that sorta stuff.
[Robin whimpers upon seeing Courtney, immediately reaching for her]
Oscar: He’s hungry.
Courtney: Clearly! What’s up?
Oscar: Tilda’s super jelly-.. she’s finally interested in what’s between a guy’s eyes as well as his legs.
Matilda: [laughs] Fuck off.
Courtney: Awh, you’ll find someone special sooner or later.
Oscar: And when you do, you’ll understand how simple it can be.
Matilda: [scoffs] With me? Doubt it.
Courtney: Bah! You’re impossible to console.
Oscar: Triss needs a lift, by the way.
Courtney: Now? We could-…
Oscar: Nope! The boy is hungry n’ I’ve got shit to do; Tilda can do it.
Matilda: I wish you’d stop tryna force-…
Oscar: [whispers] He has a girlfriend numbnuts-.. pleeeeease just take him? I’m running out of cars.
Matilda: Okay, okay! Get off me already.
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