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[comeandgetyourlove]

[There's the heavy sound of boots on the ground as he moves toward the podium. His coat billows open with his long strides, revealing a blaster strapped to one hip and a Walkman to the other.

He gets up there, and there's a moment's posing pause, one hand splayed atop the podium as he looks out over the piazza, clearly about to ask the most serious and grave of questions.]

What's the best pickup line you've heard, that's worked?

[...What? It's a serious matter to him, okay?]