TARA: (teary) No!
WILLOW: Well, do you wanna leave?
MR. MACLAY: It's not your decision, young lady.
WILLOW: (sharply to him) I know that! (more softly, to Tara) Do you wanna leave?
Tara shakes her head, crying.
WILLOW: See, that's where you're a dummy. I think about... what you grew up with, and... then I look at what you are... it makes me proud. It makes me love you more.
TARA: Every time I- [takes a deep breath]. Even when I'm at my worst... you always make me feel special.
Willow smiles.
TARA: How do you do that?
WILLOW: Magic.
Willow rests her head on Tara's shoulder and looks along Tara's pointing arm.
WILLOW: Yeah.
TARA: And see those stars along there? That's the bottom of the pineapple.
WILLOW: It's big.
TARA: Hence the name. (pause) The real ones never made sense to me, I ... sort of have my own.
WILLOW: Teach me.
TARA: See those stars over there? "Short man looking uncomfortable."
They both giggle.
TARA: Uh... "Moose getting a sponge bath." Umm..."little pile o'crackers." (Willow frowns) Tha-that was a bit of a stretch.
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