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[Emma]: ?!
[Emma]: Good morning.
Good morning.
[Aleksander]: I never dress for the cold. It's a problem.
[Aleksander]: My nose is clogged.
[Emma]: You must look rough...
[Aleksander]: I always look rough. At least, that's what I'm told...
[Aleksander]: Anyway, your cheeks look rosy...
[Aleksander]: Thank you.
[Emma]: And your lipstick is just right.
[Emma]: Let me tell you a secret about this lipstick...
[Emma]: Mh.
[Aleksander]: Ah!
[Emma]: Mm.
[Aleksander]: What do you think?
[Emma]: Who are you?
[Emma]: Your voice sounds like his...
[Aleksander]: Let's just say...
[Aleksander]: Today's worse than usual...
[Emma]: Come closer.
[Emma]: Did you know...
[Emma]: It works on cheeks, too.
[Aleksander]: ...How handy...
[Emma]: Do you look any healthier now?
[Aleksander]: As red as a rooibos tea.
[Emma]: Uhfu- fufu...
[Emma]: Oopsiiie!
Aleksander, whose nose is stuffed up and voice has changed in the cold weather, complains that he looks worse than ever. Emma, unwilling to leave Aleksander's sickly state alone, kisses him with the red lipstick she has applied, adding color to his cheeks and giving him a healthier, yet as red as rooibos tea, appearance.
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