Mr. Frank: Sniff, sniff.
Mr. Frank: Can you believe it's starting to snow again, Doll?
Lilly Faye: No. I was hoping we'd seen the last of snow for this year.
Mr. Frank: You mean you don't love it?
Lilly Faye: Not particularly. It's not much fun when you're as short as I am.
Mr. Frank: Hold still, Doll. Let me brush the snow off your back.
Lilly Faye: Thanks, Frank.
Lilly Faye: You can stay out in it as long as you want to, but I'm going back inside.
Mr. Frank: Gosh, I can't imagine not loving snow. I hope this doesn't mean we're incompatible.
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