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Incorrect quotes with the Madrigals

Y/N : WHAT’S YOUR TYPE 
Bruno : Anything, honestly, but nerds especially 
Y/N , desperately, as Bruno bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE 
Bruno : Oh! B positive. 
Y/N : DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE 
Bruno

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Y/N , talking to Camilo on the phone: Did you preheat the oven like I told you to?
Camilo : You bet!
Y/N : At what temperature?
Camilo : 535.
Y/N : That's the clock.
Camilo :
Y/N :
Camilo : 536

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Y/N : This is a mistake 
Mirabel, enthusiastically: A mistake we're going to laugh about one day! 
Y/N : But not today 
Mirabel, still enthusiastic: Oh, no. Today's going to be a mess

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Y/N : A theif. 
luisa: Thief? 
Y/N : Theif. 
luisa: I before E, except after C. 
Y/N : Thceif. 
Y/N : No.

mirabel, trying to cheer everyone up: things could be worse, you know!

y/n: how?

mirabel: how what?

y/n: how could they be worse?

mirabel: they couldn't, I lied

y/n:

y/n: jail is no fun. I'll tell you that much

mirabel: oh, you've been?

y/n: once. in monopoly.

y/n: I trust camilo

mirabel: you think they know what they're doing?

y/n: I wouldn't go that far

y/n: we need to distract these guys

camilo: leave it to me

camilo: centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. discuss.

julieta, pepa, and bruno: *immediately begin arguing*

mirabel, watching in horror: oh this. I don't like this. I don't like this at all.

y/n: croissants : dropped

mirabel: road : works ahead

camilo: bbq sauce: on my titties

dolores: shavacado : fre

isabela: miss keisha: fuckin dead

abuela:

abuela, grumpy: I didn't understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you

y/n, walking into their own house: hello, people who do not live here

camilo: hey.

isabela: hi.

dolores: hello.

mirabel: hey!

y/n: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only!

camilo: we were out of doritos

camilo: don't worry, I got a plan

mirabel: alright.

camilo: traitorsaywhat?

y/n: excuse me?

camilo: what?

mirabel:

camilo:

camilo: no wait-