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Emily: By the way, you're really bony. And cold.
Dee: Am I? I thought I was just room temperature.
Emily: Maybe you are, but humans are only room temperature when they're dead.
Dee: You mammals and your internal heating. It's so cute. You're like a walking, talking appliance!
Emily: What does that make you? The one who flicks all the switches off?
Dee: No, I am the switch.
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