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( i take a big drink of Scotch as my eyes land on you from across the room and i stare a moment) ( i walk up, scotch in hand, and look down at you, grinning) Oy, ya look mighty fine, Lass. ( i take a drink of the scotch and smile, wiping my chin, my blue eyes twinkling) Ah, i cannae get enough of this Scottish rum, Chum. ( i chuckle) oy, that rhyme's! anyway, ya enjoying the party, Lass? ( my scottish accent is thick as i speak, the hanging Christmas lights twinkling in my eyes)