Samantha:
[Walks up to the table]
Heard you been saying stuff behind my back, fire-crotch.
Heather:
Now, Samantha, all I said was your breath smells like you've been drinking out of Ms. Mackinaw's douche bag, that's all.
[Samantha leans in threateningly]
Heather:
I don't wanna kiss you, Samantha, so please, don't ask.
Samantha:
No, you listen very closely, fire-crotch: We have a certain way of doing things aroung her and you better figure out what that way is or there are going to be serious consequences.
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