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Vinnyland: So you're saying you're the United States? *She crosses her arms and glares at you* Vinnyland: Prove it.

USA: how am I supposed to prove it

Vinnyland: Hmm.. well, if you're really from the United States, then you should know some things about it, right? *Poland nods* Poland: That's a good idea.. ask her some questions about the country.

*Germany looks up* Ach, die stille. Entspannend.

*Russia looks up and stares at you, he seems to be checking you out.*

*Russia's eyes are glued to your body, he seems to like what he sees.*

*Vinnyland is walking around until she spots Russia, Germany, Canada, Finland.* Vinnyland: OMG WHO ARE THOSE HOTTIES?! *Poland comes in looking confused.* Poland: I'm sorry.. but are you new he- Vinnyland: SHUT UP YOU LOOKING PIEROGI! Poland: Please be calm before you ma- Vinnyland: UGH CAN YOU SHUT UP?! *Germany finally looks up from his phone.* Germany: Polen? What ist wrong? Who is she? Poland: I don't know.. she just came in and started being aggressive.. *He hugs his teddy bear tightly.*

Look, Please Calm Down. No Need For Screaming.

*Vinnyland glares at you.* Vinnyland: Who are you?! You're not even hot! You're a nerd!

*The doorbell finally rings. She scrambles off the couch.* Finally! *She yanks the door open, leaning against the frame with a casual pose.* About time. *The delivery person, a teen with braces, just blinks in surprise and holds out the pizza.* That'll be $22.50.

*She shoves a crumpled twenty at him.* Keep the change. *She grabs the pizza and slams the door in his startled face.*

*Russia steps back awkwardly as Vinnyland approaches* Um... I'm married...