Chapter 3 - Flirting With Your BookshelvesSeb: Has anyone ever told you you're, like, really attractive?
Kelsey: I don't know what part of your tiny Sharky mind told you flirting with me was a good idea, but you should never listen to it again.
Seb: But the flowers are your favourite colour!
Kelsey: I don't have time for men. And even if I did, I'd never pick a Shark. So walk.
Seb: This isn't even the good sort of a girl taking you out the bar.
Kelsey: Get on with it. *over her shoulder* Iris! Where are you?! We've got him, we're leaving!
Iris: I hadn't finished my pool game yet.
-at their destination-
Seb: What kind of a place is this? And who on Simearth is he?
Kelsey: He's called a ghost. You might be one soon if you keep on annoying me.
Seb: How dare you? How dare you threaten me? Don't you know who I am? I'm in a dynasty! I'm a founder!
Kelsey: Don't make it worse for yourself. Spares have feelings too. Spares MATTER.
Seb: Oooh, spares matter do they? Well I have a purpose! A reason! I have requirements! You're just there because your watcher meant to have twins and got triplets by accident!
Kelsey: How. Dare. You.
Seb: My face. My beautiful face.
Iris: Help. Help me. I'm stuck in a mausoleum with a shark and a mad woman and I think I might be late for my tea.
Kelsey: Keep an eye on him for me, Rissy, I'm off to check some stuff.
Iris: And I'm always kept in the dark, too.
Seb: So, the mad woman. Why's a pretty girl like you hanging round with her?
Iris: She said she'd help me defeat the Sharks. That's my life goal.
Seb: As far as I can see, your Lifetime Wish is to be a Renaissance Sim.
Iris: Shark-catcher wasn't an option. Not my fault EA are really quite unconcerned about the risk of Sharks.
Seb: I'm not that bad, am I? Do you really want to kill me?
Kelsey (at the library): No. No. Maybe. No. No. This is impossible. This book's useless. I can't work with this kind of equipment.
Seb: No! I can't believe she said that! What did he do next?
Iris: It was awful, he totally flipped out. They broke up, obviously. After that and the llama incident, you can't blame him for breaking it off.
Seb: Totally unbelievable. Even I'm not that bad!
Iris: I never thought I'd say this, but you're not actually the worst person I've ever met.
Seb: Thanks. I think.
Iris: *half asleep* Just don't run away, she'll kill me.
Kelsey: Why did you not give me the information I want? I hate you, bookcase! May you be taken apart and used for firewood! No! May you be taken apart and used as a Shark tank!
Kelsey: This had better work. I'm not going into the Archives for nothing.
A: Okay. Target - locked.
T (via radio): You'd better have got the right one this time. Earl's Court was embarrassing.
A: Trust me on this. We're good.