The Shadow1994

Claymore:
Oh, Margo! What a beautiful dress. And such a…clever neckline

Margo:
Excuse me, Mr. Claymore. I'm here to see my father.

[Margo walks past him, but he circles around in her path]

Claymore:
So when are you going to come down and see my beryllium spheres?

Margo:
I'm not interested in your spheres, Mr. Claymore.

[Margo tries walks past him again, but he circles around in her path again]

Claymore:
Margo, you don't return my calls any more.

Margo:
That's not true. I never did return your calls.

Claymore:
I know. I can't imagine why?

Margo:
It's because I - don't - like you.