Oh perish the thought, Ms. Evans. I have no delicate sensibilities. Not like our darling Prongs. [ and then, it hits him like a bright idea ] Or is it you fear you won't be able to keep your hands off me once we're finally alone? [ dramatic eyebrow waggle ]
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Oh perish the thought, Ms. Evans. I have no delicate sensibilities. Not like our darling Prongs. [ and then, it hits him like a bright idea ] Or is it you fear you won't be able to keep your hands off me once we're finally alone? [ dramatic eyebrow waggle ]