He shows up and leaves immediately, presumably because there's no Clair to leer at.
His voice is a gravelly wonder.
I know someone has worn those earrings before, but I can't find where. Anyone?
She was later incarcerated for inciting a zoot suit riot.
Is he wearing this because Vanessa calls him a tyrant? Because that's kind of lame.
You're a doctor. You know this isn't even a real illness.
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