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[ double-checks that everything in the house is straightened and in its proper place, despite having cleaned everything earlier that morning. a few peeks up the stairs towards her brother's room is the only other movement she makes besides nudging things here and there, taking a seat on the edge of a chair when she realizes that it probably won't be very long now. is quite aware (was made aware) that her brother had tricked anthony into thinking they were going to meet at twelve instead of twelve-thirty, but still can't help but glance outside the front window every few minutes to make sure that she would be there when he arrived. ]

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[ leans back into his seat, hands interlaced and placed on top of the table. ]

Indeed.

[ scrunches his nose. ]

Knock, knock.

[ blinks, staring at anthony as if he's going to say something else that's more profound. ]

[ opens his mouth. closes it. opens it... ]

I'll get you a Jokes for Dummies later. Remind me.

If it is important, I am certain that I will not have to remind you.

What if I get busy? Or drunk?

Then it obviously was not very important to begin with.

But it's necessary. For your growth into a healthy human being.

I was unaware that my given title as a homo sapien can become invalid.

[ jabs a finger at his face. ]

I'll be more specific? A college student.

And you are a prime example of a college student, I am sure.

Your sarcasm got lost in translation. I am a hero.

Heroes must have control of themselves before they may ever hope to help anyone else. [ picks up his glass of water, taking a sip. ] You do not fit into that category.

[ frowns. ]

You don't count. You're a damsel. Damsels always doubt their heroes.

Damsels are those who are distressed and are in need of help. I do not need your assistance.

Denial is also part of the package.

I believe I have done just fine in the nineteen to twenty years that I have lived without you. If anything it is you who needs guidance.

But I'm still working through my last therapy session.

If it is the last therapy session you are on, then you have done poorly in your attempts to clear yourself of your burdens.

I was talking about your psychoanalysis. By the tacos.

[ gives the tiniest of shrugs, taking another drink. ]

Think of it as you will, then.

We're talking about you anyway. How come you don't know 'knock knock' jokes?

I know of them. I just do not have any need to participate in them.

But then I have to find another topic to talk about.

Do you lack the inability to enjoy the company of others in silence?