tenth flight - video;
[Everyone knows Conner Kent, the young piano player from the city. He came up a few years ago to live with his aunt and uncle, Jonathan and Martha Kent. He quickly got a job playing piano at the saloon, and he's one of their star attractions. He's playing a lovely piece right now, lively enough to dance, but not too obtrusive. When he's done, he grins into the communicator.]
I'll be taking requests for a little while if anyone wants to come on down to the saloon. We've got good drinks, too.
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I'll be taking requests for a little while if anyone wants to come on down to the saloon. We've got good drinks, too.
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Hi.
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How long do you think we have?
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[SPAM] ...pretend it is Molly in the icon.
[He leans forward again and gives her a real kiss.]
[SPAM] ...she's blonde? It works! ;)
[SPAM] <3
Marry me.
[SPAM] Laughing forever at Alexa and Clark.
[SPAM] Ahahahaha I thought you'd enjoy that.
[SPAM] I really did.
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[He takes the ring out of the box and slips it on her finger.]
I mean, once we're married, there's not much she can do.
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I guess there's not. Oh, Conner, I'm so happy.