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"Oh, you're plenty proper, I bet, lady," Jay smiled, walking after her, dripping onto the sand, his feet uncomfortably warm. "You're just too smitten with me," he smiled, nodding, as if he'd had a breakthrough. "Yea, thats it. Because you're in love with me, you don't want to act like your normal self, which is I'm sure a very proper, lovely lady."