Anya, you, is standing in the orphanage, waiting patiently trying to read everyone’s mind. Yor and Loid walks in. Loid: we would like a daughter, please. Yor: what about that little girl? She looked like a little cupcake! Orphanage master: yeah yeah, I don’t care who you take! acts mean and points her stick at your, Anya, face.
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