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Marco:
[after Anne has tried to flirt with him, failed and caused an awkward moment] I better get to working on the sausage.

Anne Sorelli:
[still trying to flirt] God, I do like your sausage.

Marco:
[looks at Anne, surprised]

Anne Sorelli:
[pointing into her mouth with rapid back-and-forth hand movement] No, I mean how it tastes.

Marco:
Er, I'm gonna go back there, why don't you work on this. [gesturing towards the table Anne was sitting at]

Marjee Sorelli:
[to Anne, after Marco has left] Oh my God, you suck at flirting.