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if I intended to leave you for a dog, I'm fairly certain I'd have done it already.

No, I will come home to the wife that I love even more than these tiny Dalmatians just as soon as the morning shift comes in five hours early, with the night staff out sick. Not even sixteen Dalmatians would keep me here if I had another choice, and that was true even before you tried to tempt me with s'mores.

and that, for the record, wasn't teasing.

[sheriffing]

Do you need anything?

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Hearing you love me without an "oh" tacked on the front might be nice

[sheriffing]

I'm sure it would be.

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You're making the new mother of fifteen much more tempting, I won't lie to you.

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You'd miss me.

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I miss you right now, even if you're being quite cruel. And I don't think you have a very good reason, but I could be wrong.

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I'm pretty sure you already know I love you.

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I know. Haven't hit that point where I don't like hearing you say it, though.

It's possible I never will. You might need to come to terms with it.

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You're so demanding, I should have broken my leg the day I married you.

[Casually ignoring the fact that once they got to the hotel room, she almost did.]

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if that's a saying, it's a new and rather confusing one

( also why would anyone say that... Colloquialisms are so strange. )

[sheriffing]

Or an old and totally legitimate one.

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old or not, I like you best in good health. nothing broken.

( he doesn't even need to be with her in person for that to come off stone cold serious. )

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I love you, Graham.

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I love you too. I won't make you stay up until four to hear it in person, but I'll probably want a reminder by the time I manage to wake up.

[sheriffing]

You don't have to make me, I already set the alarm.

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things like that are why I know you love me, though when it results in you waking up at four I've got to wonder why.

I'll see you as close to four as I possibly can. I promise.

[sheriffing]

Wonder what the odds are of taking the dogs out at four instead of six.

It's okay, Perdita needs you. I get it.

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I'd say fairly good, especially if you wait until I get home. And then when they're back inside I can take you back to bed.

Not Perdita. Can you imagine how despondent Pongo would be if he missed it?

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It's a plan. We'll see how they do with it.

Fifteen dalmatian puppies says Perdita might have made her own deal here, Graham.

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if I can survive 5am, surely they can too.

it's coincidence, I assure you. the new mother's name is Daisy, and I did ask.

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Do you have another fifteen flower names to match?

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no. they don't have names, yet.

( but he concedes flower names are a good idea. )

[sheriffing]

What about homes?

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no, not yet
have fifteen friends in need of puppies?