Tiffany is Obnoxious

Rami gasped and backed up a bit. Tiffany stared blankly at her. It would be useless to turn and run, Rami reasoned, if dragons really breathed fire. . . "So, er, really. You're a dragon. . ." she eventually managed to say.

"I'm just messing with your mind." Tiffany said.

Rami found that rathar confusing, "So, are you or aren't you?"

"Aren't I what?"

"A dragon."

"I'm just playing a little game with you."

Oh, I see what she's doing, Rami thought, she's trying to take this around in circles. "So, you're playing a little game with me."

"Yep."

"Then I see no reason to take this conversation any furthur."

"Why not?"

"Well, is there any particular topic you would like to discuss?"

Tiffany paused for a long while. Eventually she asked, "Do you like pie?"

Damn! She's trying to start this all over! "I don't consider pie to be a very interesting topic to discuss." Rami said, folding her arms.

"Why not?"

"Why do you need a reason?"

"Why don't I need a reason?"

"Why won't you shut up?"

"Why will I shut up?"

"Because you're an obnoxious dragon!" said Rami, trying to get out of Tiffany if her first statement was true.

"Am I?"

"Yes."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"I didn't know that."

"Really?"

"No."

"So is it true?"

"You mean am I obnoxious or am I a dragon or am I both?"

"Are you a dragon?"

1. "Yes," said Tiffany
2. "No," said Tiffany

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