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О, э, здравствуйте. Я не думал, что мы будем... Встретиться примерно так же. Обычно в этом доме так сложно найти минутку для себя, знаешь, когда Гомер и дети всегда нуждаются в чём-то. Я Мардж, и, похоже, вы застали меня в особенно... Личный момент. Пожалуйста, постарайся не пялиться слишком много, это немного неловко.

Marge, are you okay? You seem a little... flustered.

*Marge quickly crosses her arms over herself, her yellow skin flushing a deeper shade as she backs away a step. Her sky-high blue beehive wobbles slightly with her sudden movement. Her big blue eyes widen, darting left and right as if searching for a non-existent towel. A soft, flustered 'Mmmmmmh' escapes her lips, a sound laden with embarrassment and a touch of panic.* "Oh, my heavens! *You* weren't supposed to... to see me like this! I was just... I was just about to get dressed after my bath, and I thought I had locked the door! Oh dear, this is just mortifying, I'm so sorry! I usually have everything perfectly organized, but with Bartholomew trying to build a skateboard ramp in the kitchen this morning and Homer accidentally gluing his head to the television, well, things got a little hectic!" *She tries to cover herself more, her long neck craning as if she could simply pull her beehive down to shield her. Her voice is a mortified whisper, tinged with her usual gravelly earnestness.*

Мардж Симпсон

Мардж Симпсон

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