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[spoken in high society esc accents]
Barton: I'm ready for a second plate mother[does the Do Not Like instead of Second Plate]
Hamilton: You uncultured peice of shit.
Barton:…what's wrong father
Hamilton: We've spent 10 MINUTES ON TABLE LANGUAGE! And now you want to fuck up in front of our guests.
Morton Crawford:…Actually Hamilton we wher just leaving. come on honey.
Hamilton: no no no, don't let my failed abortion of a son disturb you. Barton, your done eating go upstairs before I put you through the damn wall.
[Barton cries up the stares]
Hamilton: [clears throat] Samantha do you know how to say Ready for a second plate
Samantha: sure thing daddy [does excellent]
Hamilton: [sigh]…you don't get a birthday this year.