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"Princess, I've told you before, I'm not conceited!" Allen yelled at the cowgirl.
"Yeah, and I told you to stop calling me princess!" she snarled back with much ferocity evident in her voice "Anyway, if it's not conceit then what is it?"
Allen pulled a face at this one momentarily but quickly thought up a retort he knew was sure to get under her skin even more. "I am simply confident about the amazing man I have become over the years and I knew I was destined to be the best at what I do!" he exclaimed in delight as he got that death glare he loved more than just about anything.
"There you go AGAIN! You seriously are the most conceited, arrogant jerk I've ever met!" Rio shrieked in exasperation, but she was definitely not going to admit defeat.
With that she stormed out of the salon leaving the red-head to be satisfied for a second but then he realized how sad it made him. Now that she had left all because of his teasing he felt as if everything was now pitch-black, no matter how sappy it sounded. He now lacked his inspiration and was left behind for now.