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[buildingproblem]

[A rather dashing unicorn is just staring at the camera. Wait, did I say dashing? I meant disgruntled. Very disgruntled.]

I want it officially known that I am not paid enough for this. Also, why am I a unicorn? I am not in any sense of the word a maiden.

I'd ask to speak to the management, but really, I think they're still sore over the puns.

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[punsofiron]

Would I think like that?

[Yes.]

[buildingproblem]

Yes.

Trust me. I'm a wizard.

[punsofiron]

Hey, if anything I'm jealous. I didn't get a fancy horn of my own.

[buildingproblem]

Well, it is a pretty magnificent horn if I might toot it a bit.

[punsofiron]

[Bad choice of words when you're talking to someone with the sense of humor of a five-year-old, Harry. But snickering at that aside, she agrees.]

[buildingproblem]

You laugh, but you're the one who was jealous of my horn.

[Two can play at this game.]

[punsofiron]

What, can't a girl want to be a pretty unicorn once in a while?

[buildingproblem]

I'm just saying, you're the one who brought horns into the conversation.