[ As quickly as it started, the rain stops as soon as the umbrella closes. There's an awkward moment, where the two of them are left floating in the water; then it begins to drain away, pouring through the puddles like bath water down a plug hole. Eventually, the flood dies down, leaving the floor wet but thankfully not slippy. Madotsuki tidies her clothes as best she can, then gives Bill what can only be called a glare. ]
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You aren't one of my dreams.
[ It's a statement, not a question. [