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Luan: And you... (Smells Clyde's scent) smell... fresh. Is that cologne?

Clyde: Uh... (Hides it behind his back, smiling sheepishly)

Luan: Anyway, if you're looking for Lincoln, he should be upstairs. Just try not to get any blood stains if you see...

(Lori heads down the castle stairs and Clyde falls in love, while his nose bleeds)

Clyde (in love): Princess Lori. (Faints)

Luan: I rest my case. I don't even want to make a "bloody" joke. (Laughs hysterically) But seriously, somebody get this floor cleaned up.

Lynn (Agitated): I'm on it. (Walks by with a mop, but passes by you and Clyde) Make yourselves at home.