Hannah:
Take off your shirt.
Jacob:
Why?
Hannah:
Please can you take off your shirt, 'cause I can't stop thinking, and then you just...
Jacob:
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.
Hannah:
Alright, okay, okay, okay.
Jacob:
[removing his shirt]
Okay, okay, okay.
Hannah:
Fuck! Seriously? It's like you're Photoshopped. Can I...?
[walks forward and touches Jacob's abs]
Jacob:
Ahh! You have cold hands. Now you take off your dress.
Hannah:
No.
Jacob:
Yes.
Hannah:
No way. Not with all of that going on. No, thank you. Is there dim lighting somewhere?
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