This is how it was at Neal and Kynigós where no knew who was dating who and Mime the third wheeler

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Kynigós: *yawns*

Neal: Yeah, being that pretty must be tiring.

Kynigós: Then you must be exhuasted.

Mime Bomb: Will you two shut up? Some of us are lonely.

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Neal: Where are you going?

Mime Bomb: To get MYSELF a gift cause somebody didn't get me one!

Neal: I told you I did! Its coming here on Friday!

Kynigós, knowing full well that Neal got Mime Bomb an engagement ring: *eating popcorn*

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Mime Bomb: There's no way they like me back.

Neal: Kynigós would throw themself in front of a moving car for you.

Mime Bomb: Kynigós would throw themself in front of a moving car for fun.

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Kynigós: Why doesn't Neal find me s**y when I bite my lip?

Mime Bomb: What do you look like when you bite your lip?

Kynigós: *bites lip*

Mime Bomb: ...Have you considered biting your bottom lip instead?

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Neal: Guys, my friend here is bilingual.

Kynigós: Yes.

Neal: Which means they like both boys and girls.

Kynigós: Ye- wait, what-

Mime Bomb: Neal, that's not what bilingual means-

Neal: Shhh, it's okay Kynigós. I still love you, man.

Kynigós & Mime Bomb: ...

Neal: bUT NOT LIKE THAT-

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Kynigós: Someone take me to art museums and make out with me.

Neal: But they said not to touch the masterpieces.

Kynigós: Well somebody's got to pin the artwork to the wall.

Mime Bomb, on a walkie talkie: This is Mime Bomb, those idiots are f***ing around in the East wing again.

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Mime Bomb, holding a rock: Kynigós just gave this to me and said "I feel like you deserve the moon but all I can give you is a rock".

Neal: If you don't marry them, I will.

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Neal: I find it very unseemly of Mime Bomb to start dating again. Isn't the customary period of mourning 10 years?

Kynigós: Die. Let's find out.

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Neal, looking through their clothes: Has anyone seen my top?

Mime Bomb: Kynigós's in the kitchen.

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Neal: Well, remember when Kynigós made a romantic dinner for me?

Mime Bomb: Neal, they microwaved you a pizza.

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Mime Bomb: ....Thou shalt not marry each other, for thy art both sinful...

Kynigós: I just wanna f***ing marry Neal!!

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Mime Bomb: I dare you to kiss the next person who walks into this room.
Kynigós: Screw that, I'm not kissing any of you.
*Neal walks in*
Kynigós: Fine, I'll do it. Rules are rules you know.

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Mime Bomb: Do you mind if I slyly mention that you're single?

Kynigós: Do not do that.

Mime Bomb: You won't even notice!

Neal, entering: Mime Bomb, you wanted to see me again?

Mime Bomb: Kynigós's single

Kynigós:

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Mime Bomb: *finds a note* Hmm, whats this?
Neal: Hey, that's mine! *tries to grab it*
Mime Bomb: Aww, it's a love note for Kynigós?
Neal: No-
Mime Bomb: *opens it*
Mime Bomb:
Neal:
Mime Bomb: I can't read this.