It doesn't seem to be making anything worse, at least. Not, like... now, anyway.
[The Feeling Of Vague Unease, which he'll quickly shake off because that's depressing!]
--But yeah, totally with you there. Speaking of, wanna go pick out some new fits now? We're gonna wanna look super glam whenever we gotta do... whatever the hell comes next.
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[ She can't know for sure, but it's not like they can go back now. ]
And I feel better trying something than not at all.
[ She would prefer to make it out of here, but the other way, they weren't going to leave at all. ]
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[The Feeling Of Vague Unease, which he'll quickly shake off because that's depressing!]
--But yeah, totally with you there. Speaking of, wanna go pick out some new fits now? We're gonna wanna look super glam whenever we gotta do... whatever the hell comes next.
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We must dress to kill.
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God, I've been waiting for weeks to say that. Let's go!
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We'll take no prisoners.
[ Any clothes abandoned will just have to become as noodles. ]
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BUT AWAY, TO THE CLOSET, TO RAID IT FOR ONE LAST HURRAH before everything either ends up resolved beautifully or goes to shit horribly.]