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What's that song?

That and rings that clash with everything. Seeing home wasn't really enough to keep trying them on was it?

What did you see?

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What's what song?

The one with geese and swans and golden rings?

Does it involve drowned miller's daughters?

No, but that one does sound far more interesting.

Do I know you?

She gets turned into a harp at the end. Spoiler alert. Except in the versions where she gets turned into a flute.

No, I don't think so. I don't think I know you either.

How undignified.

Saya Wallace.

The music is nice, though. And she outs her murderer.

Rory Fletcher. It's good to meet you.

Let me guess, the harp is strung with her hair, or something equally symbolic.

You catch on quick.

I recognize patterns where they lie.

Yeah, archetypes are great like that, aren't they?

They're certainly predictable.

No love for the classics, huh?

No patience.

Really? That's too bad. They're actually pretty rewarding. They're classics for a reason.

I have better things to do with my time than watch repetitive television.

Television? Television? Oh no, ma'am! I mean the literary classics--as in books.

I have even less time for books.

That's a shame to hear.

Well, I suppose it takes all kinds, though, doesn't it?

Why is that a shame?

Oh, well, as someone who might be described as a voracious reader, I guess I just always feel the need to come to the defense of my friend and ally the printed word.

I much prefer discovering how things work.

In that case, I retract my previous incorrect assumptions.

That I'm not very intelligent?

No, more like assumptions that you're idling away your time.

Clearly, I have overstepped my bounds in that regard.