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Barty: Imagine bumping into you here. What a coincidence. The fates must be on our side.
Evan: You broke into my house.
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Barty, eating cereal at the kitchen counter:
Evan, walking into the kitchen:
Barty:
Evan:
Barty: We need to stop meeting like this.
Evan: We can work on that.
Evan: Stop breaking into my house!