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[[Dexter enters and approaches Trish, who is looking depressed.]]
Dexter: So you work at a rubber company, right? Guess that means you get plenty of dates... Heh heh...

[[Trish looks angrily at Dexter over her shoulder. Dexter is shocked at such a strong reaction.]]
Trish: Forget it, buster. There's no way I'm THAT desperate.

[[Dexter hangs his head low.]]
Dexter (dejectedly): Dang.

[[Trish grabs his arm, and starts pulling him. Dexter is surprised by her forcefulness.]]
Trish: Who am I kidding? I AM that desperate.