Yang: Hey... can you do me a favor?
Blake: Yeah sure.
Yang: When I die...
Blake: Yeah?
Yang: Can you update my Facebook status saying "Chillin' with Jesus"?
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Ruby: Have you or a loved one ever been injured in an accident?
Weiss: Sucks to be you, I guess.
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Blake: *sneezes*
Yang:
Blake: You're not even going to say "bless you"?
Yang: I'm sitting here with you, you've clearly been blessed.
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Ruby: Words that end in "-ie" are so cute! Like "cutie," "sweetie," "cookie."
Weiss: "Die."
Ruby: No.
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Blake: What're you two fighting about?
Weiss: She keeps using phrases wrong!
Ruby: Oh cry me a table!
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Yang: ... What are you doing?
Ruby, making a summoning circle in the living room: Didn't you tell me to satanize the house?
Yang: I said SANATIZE!
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Blake: We need to distract the guards.
Yang: Right.
Blake: What are we gonna do?
Yang: I'm gonna break their elbows while you poke their eyes.
Blake:
Yang:
Blake: Deal.
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Weiss: I have no idea what I'm doing, I just know that I'm doing it really well.
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Ruby: I will not hesitate to strangle you.
Yang: Can you even reach my neck?
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Yang: How dumb do they think we are?
Ruby: Sometimes they leave me pictures of food instead of a shopping list.
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Yang: If I cut off my leg and swing it at your head, am I hitting you or kicking you?
Weiss: You'll probably end up mentally scarring me more than anything.
