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crystal: Good morning, little plant-child.
crystal: Oh, I see you've got a gentleman caller. How charming.
barlowspot: CRYSTAL!!!
crystal: Pardon his intrusion. Barlow sounds a bit grumpy this morning.
barlowspot: Crystal! I want answers!
crystal: Barlow, what are you going on about?
crystal: Whoa! That's a new look for you.
barlow: Someone's playing a trick on me!
crystal: What do you mean?
barlow: Don't be so coy. Someone dyed my hair purple!
crystal: I thought maybe you were going through a rebellious phase.
crystal: You don't suppose it's that curse, do you? You know, from breaking my little chickaree?
barlow: No, this is someone's idea of a joke. And I'm not laughing.
crystal: Well, you won't mind of I do...
barlow: Do you think it could be the curse?
crystal: Do you really believe in curses?
barlow: I don't know. Until recently, I didn't believe in demons. I'm asking you what YOU think.
crystal: How should I know? I know very little about curses.... although, the color of your hair DOES match the statue you broke.
barlow: This isn't funny!
crystal: No, not at all.
crystal: It's hilarious!
barlow: Have you seen this sort of thing before?
crystal: Well... when I was your age I had hair that color, too. But that was intentional.
barlow: You really don't know anything about curses? I find that hard to believe.
crystal: I really don't. Curses are so medieval. Nobody uses them anymore.
barlow: I hope Rebecca knows something about this.
crystal: She's the one who said the statuette was cursed. If anyone knows what to do, it's her.
barlow: Why don't people use curses anymore?
crystal: I guess it's because they're really dangerous and unpredictable.
barlow: But you just said this was hilarious!
crystal: Okay, so it's not so funny. I'm actually pretty concerned about the whole thing.
barlow: Alex! I've gotta talk to you about something!
alex: About what?
barlow: Take a guess. The hair.
alex: Oh. I thought maybe you're going through a rebellious phase.
barlow: NO!!!
alex: Then how did it get that way?
barlow: I think I've been cursed.
alex: If you've been cursed, you should look no further than that demon that you've all welcomed with open arms.
barlow: You're supposed to be nice about that now.
barlow: This is someone's idea of a joke. Maybe Crystal... or Turnip... or you.
alex: Hey, don't look at me. Look no further than that evil presence that lives above you.
barlow: Crystal thinks I might be cursed from breaking her precious statuette.
barlow: Your mother said that it was cursed, and then I accidentally dropped it.
alex: This... was this a statuette of a squirrel?
barlow: Yeah. You heard about me breaking it?
alex: No, but it sounds very familiar... Something I read somewhere...
alex: I need to do some research.