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[ He almost laughs, grinning from ear to ear. He reaches a hand down and pulls Spy up onto the small stage with him, twirling around in front of him and grabbing hold of Spy's forearm to balance by as he leans back and dances on the edge of the table. ]

WHY CAN'T DIS CRAZY LOVE BE MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINEEEE!

[ Jazz hand jazz hand jazz hand. ]

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