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"You wouldn't know sexy if it came up and bit off your balls!" Mephistophiles shouted.

Faust, who had just walked through the door, rolled his eyes. "Let me guess. You tried your monster muscle trick."

"She doesn't HATE you... she's probably off laughing about how funny Mephistophiles looked when he was being eaten alive by his own pectoral muscles. But, where is she? I thought she came back here?"

"It would serve you jokers right if she didn't," faust sighed. "I'd better go find her..."

"Netsubo?" Faust called. A slight breeze blew his white coat back away from his shoulders, and he felt just like a ghost. Weightless, transparent. In the dark it was easy to pretend that he was invisible, that he could just disappear. "Netsubo..."

"Mephistophiles feels like an idiot. He'd never admit that, of course, but he does," Faust said, sitting in the grass next to her.

"You know what they're talking about right now?" Faust sighed. "You getting angry doesn't really change anything, I don't think... I believe that you're wise for picking neither of them, but at least stand up for yourself. Stop giving them a reason to hope. Once, some men at a bar tormented Eliza... it was about her chest. They wouldn't stop talking about it. I was going to go over and shoot them, but Eliza simply stood up, opened and closed her blouse, and then sat down. It shut them up, because since everyone had seen them there was nothing left to wonder about." Faust sighed. "I'm not suggesting that you flash Mephistophiles, but at least create a little closure."

"I'll have a 'father to stalker' chat with them, but in the meantime, just tell them that you don't want anything to do with them. I know that Mephistophiles is a charmer, he'll try to trick you into going back on that sort of thing... but stick with it, and you'll not need to worry about them."