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Olivia: You’re not making sense.
Lucian: You should be touched. I’m a very considerate man.
Olivia: You’re confusing. Is this part of your plan to . . . what could you possibly gain by driving me to the brink of insanity?
Lucian: That’s for me to know and for you to . . . fall for it.
Olivia: I wouldn’t fall for your antics.
Lucian: Oh, but you are, which is why you keep me close.
Olivia: I need to keep my enemies close.
Lucian: You keep me close because you like me.
Olivia: No.
Lucian: A little.
Olivia: Not even a fraction.
Lucian: That’s fine. I can be patient, though you need to hurry before we can’t keep doing this.
Olivia: Why?
Lucian: Because I’m leaving soon.
Olivia: . . . then it’s true? You’re quitting football and starting a new career in plumbing?
Lucian: That rumor is all your fault, but I’ll forgive you since you’re my friend. I mean I won’t be around as much because I’m heading back to training camp next week. Preseason starts soon.
Olivia: Oh. There’s a preseason? I only know about the big game next year. So you’ll be gone?
Lucian: What? Did you think I’d be annoying you all day, every day, for the rest of eternity?
Olivia: Honestly? I never thought about you having a real job that would take you away. Not that I want you around.
Lucian: Cute that you think a training schedule could stop me from harassing you.
Olivia: Why does that actually sound like a threat?
Lucian: Because it is.
Olivia: Wonderful.
Lucian: Anyway. Since I’m leaving you to suffer in peace soon, let’s be honest for a second.
Olivia: That’s concerning.
Lucian: I know. You don’t do honest.
Olivia: EXCUSE ME?
Lucian: Tell me about him.
Olivia: . . .
Lucian: The guy who made you like this.
