SHEILA

[aubins]

this is santa clarita diet, right?

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[toesies]

Don't worry about it.

[BOOBOO ISN'T LORE RELEVANT.]

What corner are you talking about?

[aubins]

[ sheila, he's worrying about it ]

That is exactly what people say when you should be worrying about it.

Oh, the corner with all the tarot stuff. The cards and the crystal ball?

[toesies]

Oh.

[Awkward beat.]

That's what you mean. I knew that. Totally guessed it.

[aubins]

[ stare. ]

Which corner were you thinking about, Sheila?

[toesies]

The tarot corner. Didn't I just say that? Case closed.

[aubins]

[ he just raises his eyebrow at her.

sheila... ]

[toesies]

What?

[aubins]

What did you think it was, Sheila?

[toesies]

I already answered the question, Yuri.

[aubins]

I'm not entirely convinced you did.

[toesies]

I totally did.

[aubins]

[ they're going to be here forever and honestly it's their own fault. ]

Mmhmmmm.

So all of this stuff is... normal? For a circus? The wires and the swing things? ... And the smell?

[toesies]

Yup! Especially the smell. Whew, that shit is scarily authentic.

[aubins]

[ he sniffs again, and pulls a face. ]

Oh, gross, really?

It's all... sweet and stale at the same time.

[toesies]

Uh-huh. That's the legit circus aroma. Some would say it adds to the charm.

[aubins]

[ the face he pulls at her suggests he thinks people can stick this charm somewhere the sun don't shine. ]

[toesies]

There it is. That is also the authentic "I just went to the circus and all I got was this shitty cotton candy" face.

[aubins]

Glad to see it's so universally notable. They don't do anything to, I don't know... cover up the smell?