Disclaimer: The best part of my Thanksgiving was having Tim and his family on my TV.
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It's almost another day by the time Mrs. Lovett closes shop. Sweeney is there, sitting on the stairs, just waiting- Mrs. Lovett thinks- for a bit of her company.
She struts toward him and then leans purposefully against the railing.
"You might not be one of me customers, Mr. T, but I bet I can get you screaming 'God, that's good' before the night is out."
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A/N: This alludes to the stage version, but I couldn't not take advantage of this line.
