[After having done sufficient amount of ball time (by his own calculation), Scott carefully unfolds himself and tries to go for the nose bump again this time. Just. Carefully. Slowly. Having learned.]
Yeah ... but it's a secret.
[Molly boldly reaches to tug at one of his sleeves, to make him move towards the alley she just came bolting out of it. This is for dramatic appeal.]
I can't tell you if he can see us. Then he'll eat our brains so we can't think ever again.
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Yeah ... but it's a secret.
[Molly boldly reaches to tug at one of his sleeves, to make him move towards the alley she just came bolting out of it. This is for dramatic appeal.]
I can't tell you if he can see us. Then he'll eat our brains so we can't think ever again.