Yeah. [Wally eats his ice cream just as quietly, the monster stuffed under the other arm, and he won't look her in the eye so he knows he crossed a line somewhere but is unwilling to do anything about it. The ice cream is probably the only thing he will do about it.
The line starts moving after a few more minutes, albeit just as slowly as before, and Wally tosses his stick into a can when they pass by before clearing his throat.] Look, I don't like- I'm not saying I buy this time distortion thing. I probably just have amnesia [and you know a guy is dedicated to science when he would rather believe he has AMNESIA than consider time travel] but humor me, or something. The whole thing with...with Red. [He still won't look at her. He picks the caramel corn out of the monster's mouth and flicks it into the trash.] Does that get...I mean, do we fix it?
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The line starts moving after a few more minutes, albeit just as slowly as before, and Wally tosses his stick into a can when they pass by before clearing his throat.] Look, I don't like- I'm not saying I buy this time distortion thing. I probably just have amnesia [and you know a guy is dedicated to science when he would rather believe he has AMNESIA than consider time travel] but humor me, or something. The whole thing with...with Red. [He still won't look at her. He picks the caramel corn out of the monster's mouth and flicks it into the trash.] Does that get...I mean, do we fix it?