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All right, so this isn't usual...this...flying, business, and it would be a lot easier if it didn't involve quite so much spitting, but I suppose everything has some kind of price.

Although I doubt most airplanes are powered by spitting.

I'm actually a bit thirsty, now.

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It's not that offensive!

No, but - doesn't it seem a bit random?

Because the City is always so orderly and logical.

Like the tidy room of a neat freak, yes.

So no powers for you, I take it.

I'm as normal as ever.

That's boring. Do you want to go flying? It may get a little...wet.

Hmmm, I don't know, Edmund. I think you've introduced me to one dangerous sport already.

I hardly consider horseback riding dangerous.

You hardly do.

You're not as bad as you seem to think you are.

Most likely mum's work, but not mine. I like books. Books don't swat giant tails at your face.

They might in Narnia, but that's beside the point.

It is a good way to spend the afternoon, you'll have to admit.

Such fun.

But really, though - it was nice. Breezy.

We ought to do it again.

Perhaps...Maybe.

But when you're not spitting.

I'll hold you to that.

I've created a monster.

I'm rather sure the monster was there before you, Mae.

You tricked me, you vicious thing!

It's an unfortunate truth of spending time with me, you know. At some point, you will be tricked.

And you...shall dance. Like - like Snow White's step mother.

In shoes made of hot iron?

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