[ Scott's not sure if owning a handbag-sized dog and naming it Prada constitutes as liking animals on the whole, but he keeps that thought to himself for obvious reasons.
She's Allison's best friend so he can't say no even if he wanted to. ]
The job's yours. [ It really is that easy to work at his store. ]
Will you be okay working with Isaac? [ Of course she'll be okay. She's Lydia Martin. She eats boys like Isaac Lahey for breakfast. ]
You do know that I have a dog? [ Just because she's Lydia Martin... okay that's probably the argument but her parents aren't home 100% and she's not a slob ]
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She's Allison's best friend so he can't say no even if he wanted to. ]
The job's yours. [ It really is that easy to work at his store. ]
Will you be okay working with Isaac? [ Of course she'll be okay. She's Lydia Martin. She eats boys like Isaac Lahey for breakfast. ]
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[ Now he has to break the news to Isaac... ]
You know you'll have to clean up after the animals, right?
[ He just wants to make sure Lydia knows what she's letting herself in for. ]
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[ he's picturing tiny poop right now... good thing she can't read his mind. ]
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I think I'll be able to handle it. [ Aka someone's going to be her
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