Dairine's brain runs through a long list of suitable insults in her rage, when at last something clicks. Something about this irritating shrimp was keenly familiar.
When the pieces fall into place, she points straight at Conan.
"You!!" she shouts, this time a mix of certainly and annoyance, tinted (still) with her previous anger.
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Dairine's brain runs through a long list of suitable insults in her rage, when at last something clicks. Something about this irritating shrimp was keenly familiar.
When the pieces fall into place, she points straight at Conan.
"You!!" she shouts, this time a mix of certainly and annoyance, tinted (still) with her previous anger.