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The first rule of geek-club?

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“Nuhuh. The last one I almost ended up handfasted to a male-witch who thought I’d look good in dreadlocks and a leather vest. I’m still not over the fuckin’ ‘fake’ tattoo cuff.”

“That was completely your own fault, Dean. I warned you not to drink that wine, but you insisted.”

“I didn’t know that wine was a sign of my betrothal to the guy, and I ended up having to shave my head to get rid of those damn dreadlocks.”

“What happens at a convention stays at a convention, Dean.”

“Since when do witches watch Stargate Atlantis, anyway?!”