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[[Sharon and Fooker are continuing their conversation while seated on the floor of the GPF server room. Fooker has employed every measure to avoid talking about marriage, and Sharon elects to take a different approach.]]
Sharon: Fine. Desperate measures.
[[She rips a handful of hair from Fooker's right leg.]]
<<RIP>>
Fooker: YEOWZA! ALL RIGHT! I YIELD! GROWN-UP TALK!

Sharon: [dropping the handful of leg hair] Fooker, I KNOW what this is about. There are plenty of happy marriages around you. Just look at Dwayne and Nicole, at Nick and Ki...
Fooker: [interrupting] I don't know about that. The Nickster's been OFF a bit lately...

Sharon: [imploring, right in Fooker's face] This is about your FATHER, his failed marriage, and your miserable childhood. I KNOW why you've avoided this. I sympathize, really, but you are NOT your father.

Fooker: [glaring] Don't do this, Red. This is a dangerous path you're treading. What might be said cannot be unsaid.
Sharon: [smirking] I'm a big girl. I can take it.