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Lynda:
Don't you think you've got something to say to me?

Spike:
Suddenly, she stood before him. Their eyes met. Especially hers. Y'know, you really ought to do something about that squint.

Lynda:
I don't have a squint!

Spike:
Oh no! Must be me!

Kenny:
Here we go!

Tiddler:
Yep

Lynda:
So what made you come in tonight? Don't tell me you were frightened of little old me?

Spike:
You know, if you did have a squint, it might actually improve your appearance.

Lynda:
If I had a squint, it would certainly improve yours.

Spike:
Oh, were you being funny there? I've heard rumours about you doing this.

Lynda:
I've a sense of humour, same as anyone!

Spike:
Yeah, you told me once, but I thought you were joking!

Lynda:
That's probably because I always laugh when I look at you!

Spike:
Ha! You laugh? We'd have to use electrodes!

Lynda:
Yeah, on you!

Kenny:
Look, can we just stop this, please?

Spike:
Tell her, she's the one that needs relaxing!

Lynda:
I'm perfectly relaxed!

Spike:
You're so uptight, your feet don't reach the ground! [Lynda looks down] Made you look!