[A small boy around the age of 11 was slumped in a chair with some rather heavy gear on his head. In the Main Hall, that was really the only place he could be without being in the way but watching the comings and goings was something worth watching. Big brown eyes watched everything. He lifted his hand and gave a random wave here and there.]
Hey, that's a great idea! I'm Willy Wonka. What's your name? I'm sorry if I seemed rude and didn't introduce myself. My dad would be upset if I wasn't polite.
[And he held out his hand. His eyes gave the smile that his face was forced to give because of that terrible headgear.]
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Sometimes. It's really hard to talk sometimes and I spit more than I should.
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[And like any child, no parent would lie to their kids....until they grow up and figure it out for themselves.]
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[He's not going to mention strict and to such a degree that he feels over protected but that'll remain to be seen.]
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[Willy lowers his head a little.]
He's busy with dentist's work and attending meetings. Sometimes he leaves me alone for hours and I have to wait in the lobby.
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[And he held out his hand. His eyes gave the smile that his face was forced to give because of that terrible headgear.]
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I like your name, it's something different and unusual.
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[Willy started to fidget with the hem of his jacket.]
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Maybe she's watching you.
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[He shrugs then looks back up at Oz.]
Hey, wanna help me study?
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