[Kravitz waves his hand and sighs, as if he wishes to brush the question aside.]
Oh, please do spare me any theatrics.
[And then, theatrically, he sweeps his hair back over his shoulder as it disappears, melting away piece by piece with his skin and leaving nothing but a skeleton behind.]
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Oh, please do spare me any theatrics.
[And then, theatrically, he sweeps his hair back over his shoulder as it disappears, melting away piece by piece with his skin and leaving nothing but a skeleton behind.]