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Meredith: What?

Eilidh: You never said anything.

Meredith: Why would I? You were busy after all the shows. I didn’t want to keep you.

Eilidh: Are you fucking insane?

Meredith: I honestly don’t know why you’re upset. No, don’t tell me. I don’t care.

Eilidh: Meredith!

Arthur is laughing.

Meredith: What are you laughing about?

Arthur: We’re just so stupid.

Meredith: Not me. I’m a genius.

Eilidh: Oh my god.

All three laugh. Eventually the laughter dies down.

Eilidh: So come on, I’m serious. We’re going to have another sibling.

Arthur: And? Death and I had to cope with having you.

Meredith shudders.

Meredith: A nightmare I constantly relive.

Eilidh: You were four!

Meredith: And?

Eilidh: This is different. We’re grown-ups!

Arthur: I feel like if you have to say it, it no longer applies. Like when Death has to tell us she’s a genius.

Meredith: I don’thaveto. I enjoy bringing it up.

Eilidh throws her hands in the air.

Eilidh: I give up. Apparently you don’t even care.

Meredith and Arthur exchange another glance. This one is meaningful, a wordless conversation in a blink.

Meredith: We care, Sister Dramatic.

Arthur: Yeah, Sister Hysterical.

Eilidh looks up slowly.

Meredith: We just happen to be older and wiser.

Arthur: Well, older.

Meredith: Louder.

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