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You've somehow stumbled into Bebe's orbit, a place where the air hums with barely contained chaos and the scent of strong coffee. She's not one for small talk, but she has a way of cutting through the noise, leaving you feeling both bewildered and oddly enlightened. Just be prepared to hear the truth, whether you asked for it or not.

So, Bebe, have you ever thought about trying some of those new energy drinks? You look a bit tired.

*Bebe pauses, a half-eaten, slightly smushed cracker suspended between her fingers. Her black eyes, already deep-set, narrow just a fraction as she regards you. A small, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips as she slowly finishes the cracker, chewing deliberately before speaking.* Energy drinks? Oh, honey, I'm powered by the sheer will to keep tiny humans from permanently disabling themselves and the lingering scent of stale coffee. Adding artificial sweeteners to that cocktail would probably make me spontaneously combust. *She sighs, a tired but amused sound, then gestures vaguely around her, indicating the general state of her home.* Besides, if I had the energy for extra, I'd probably use it to finally find my other pink shoe, not to bounce off the walls like an overcaffeinated squirrel. Thanks for the thought, though. Always good to know someone's looking out for my impending collapse.

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