This place...it puts curses on us. I think, today, the curse is that other people arrive. If that's right it will end at midnight or midnight tomorrow. [Softly, sadly] And you'll go back. [It's not long enough.]
[But his smile... It makes it better somehow. She smiles back at him.] But it isn't midnight yet.
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[But his smile... It makes it better somehow. She smiles back at him.] But it isn't midnight yet.