[ She turns in the booth so she's facing him better, her eyes meeting with his.] I want you to meet them. [ She reaches for his hand, bringing the back of it to her lips, pressing a kiss there.] I want them to know you're real. [ Betty surrounds herself with broken boys (she's broken, herself), he doesn't have any more cracks than the rest of them.]
Would you rather meet them all at once? Like at a party or something?
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Would you rather meet them all at once? Like at a party or something?