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I think I'm going to go crazy looking through all of this. Weddings, fights, deaths... how do we know any of this is real? Even if our names are on it, some of the things here are impossible. There was this one with this girl--

[a pause, and then a sigh] But everyone losing their memories doesn't exactly fall under normal, possible things, does it? Nothing makes sense.

... I'm Claire Bennet. If anyone has anything of mine, I'd appreciate seeing it.

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Right, I must've forgotten about host etiquette, along with everything else.

[picks up the remote and presses play; goes to sit near her]

[she makes a surprised noise when she sees herself with a football]

Huh. Another had me looking like a cheerleader.

[glances over at him]

I think you'd be more cut out for a cheerleader, anyway. You kind of suck at football. Just watch. [raises both of his eyebrows, holding a hand up to the tv]

[sucks at suicide, sucks at football...]

Were you trying to teach me? [... oh lawd]

That, or trying to embarrass you.

Until-- [THEN IT'S THEm tripping, but it stops before it gets to the wrist snapping]

[sdigbgd she laughs] Clearly, we're very graceful.

You tripped over your feet. I tripped over a person. I think there's a big difference there, even if you're only four foot something.

You weren't graceful enough to not trip over a person. And the height jokes? Are old.

I wasn't making one. How tall are you?

I--don't know. But I'm at least five something.

Let's see. [stands up, offering his hand to help her up]

[takes it and stands, then lets go D< ] Fine. Don't be too devastated when I'm no longer four something in your eyes.

[stands in front of her, straightening his back, holds up his hand over her head]

I'd say... you'd be lucky if you made it five feet flat. We have a tie.

[... stands on her toes :| ] Now?

[lowers his hand and pushes against her head, forcing her back down] No. That's cheating.

I wonder if you made this much fun of my height before we lost our memories.

I'm sure there were other things I could make fun of. For now, the height'll just have to do.

But that memory wasn't so bad, was it?

I'm sure you were trying to just defend yourself. There must be a lot to make fun of when it comes to you.

[... has to stop and smile] No, it wasn't.

You're basing that statement off of nothing. Weak defense.

See? What did I tell you.

And you cheated.

I said I'd make it happen. And I did. No cheating!

But you already had the memory when you were saying that.

I'll still help you look.

You don't have to. I appreciate it, though. Even the cheating.

I know I don't have to. I wouldn't offer if I didn't want to.