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(Wednesday evening, INT: WW and SW's place)

WW: Well, speak of the devil... Hey, sweetie!
SW: Are all trance DJs aspiring cult leaders, or just the idiots I have to work with?
WW: I wouldn't know, I play music, in a band with instruments.
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SW: You're an asshole.
WW: Mm, I'm your asshole.
SW: You better be.
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JH: Um... hi, Simon. I'm here. In the room.
SW: Yep, you sure are.
SW: And if you don't enjoy watching two dudes make out, I recommend you close your eyes, plug your ears and hum.
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JH: Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......
WW: Oh God, he's doing it.
SW (looking at his hands): Wow, it's like having super powers.