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(Emily gazes up at the Earth in the sky. She gets teary again but when she goes to wipe her eyes her hand donks on the space helmet.)
Emily:
AH! Dee help I'm crying again and I can't -
Dee: Oh! It's ok - do you want me to -
(He sticks his hands through her helmet and wipes the tears onto her cheeks.)
Emily:
Did the other guys cry this much?
Dee: Some, I bet. Would you like to do your feather drop?
Emily: Yeah!
(She drops a feather and a rock at the same time. They fall at the same rate.)
Emily: Hehehehe... neat (She hands the feather back to Dee.) I noticed you're still billowing your robe, though.
Dee: Haha! I forgot to think about it. (He makes his robe flare and billow in an over-the-top way.) Oh no! A sudden fake breeze!
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Alt text: no i will not spy on the cosmonauts and astronauts to tell you whether any of them cried, but check this out, i've been working on my marilyn monroe impression