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[[Sharon and Fooker are sitting on their couch]]
Sharon: And that's when I woke up. That dream was so vivid... it was like I was there, watching it unfold before me...

Sharon: I know you're right, I shouldn't let Scott's obsession with "The One" get to me. But this has all the creepiness of a stalker combined with the impossibly high expectations of a religious theophany. It's invading my dreams... I don't know how much more I can take...

[[Sharon and Fooker stare at each other]]

Sharon: Aren't you going to say anything?
Fooker: "Dumpingcore"? I mean, seriously? That J. R. R. Bowling chick must be spinning in her grave...