Add missing dialogue in Candy

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       </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Did he hear her right? He can’t imagine she
       could <em>possibly</em> mean...</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="calliope">CALLIOPE: gamzee.</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Calliope puts her hands together and pulls
       back, smiling sweetly. Her voice is sugar-sweet again.</p>
       <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">

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@@ -397,6 +397,9 @@
       </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Dave gives him a light bro-punch in the arm
       and tries to smile.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="dave">DAVE:enjoy your date</p>
+      </div>
       </div>
     </div>
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@@ -47,6 +47,9 @@
       worst fears.</p>
       <p>But his worst fears are confirmed for him without him having to
       do anything, unfortunately, which seems par for the course.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jane">JANE: Good morning.</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Jane sits up in the bed and stretches her arms
       over her head. Her body is a perfect hourglass in naked profile.
       Jake’s eyes trace the curve of her spine against his will. They
@@ -94,6 +97,9 @@
       Lollipop on his bedside table. It sits, like evidence at a murder
       scene, beneath an empty bottle of vodka and far more sets of
       underwear than the number of people accounted for in the room.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jake">JAKE: Um...</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">...Jake says, but Jane shuts him up with a
       finger over his lips. She slides into his lap and settles her
       bottom into the space between his thighs. There’s a blanket between
@@ -152,6 +158,9 @@
       <p class="no-indent">Jane stares up at him, her eyes so bright
       they’re practically clear, like tropical water on a sunny day. She
       looks like girls do right before they’re about to cry.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jane">JANE: Jake...</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Oh, how could he deny her anything?</p>
       <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
       <p class="jake">JAKE: What was i even saying? Im being terribly
@@ -170,6 +179,9 @@
       <p class="no-indent">It’s not the most rousing speech Jake has ever
       given, but it seems satisfactory enough for Jane. He releases a
       tremendously relieved sigh when Jane breaks into a smile.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jane">JANE: Oh, Jake!</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">He flails when she kisses him. But this time,
       there’s no doubt he hasn’t said no.</p>
       </div>

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@@ -61,6 +61,10 @@
       <p class="no-indent">Still no answer. Dave lets himself in. It’s
       not like his bro would actually mind. They’re family, after
       all.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="dave">DAVE: bro</p>
+      <p class="dave">DAVE: hey</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Silence throughout the studio. Dave starts
       flitting from room to room, checking for any signs of Dirk.</p>
       <p>This is strange. The guy doesn’t usually go out to do things,

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@@ -431,6 +431,9 @@
       <p>John sneezes.</p>
       <p>Dave and Karkat jump apart like opposing magnets.</p>
       <p>Oops.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="john">JOHN: uhh, hi guys!</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">John waves dopily and hopes that he doesn’t
       look as buffoonish and mortified as he feels. Dave and Karkat are
       still staring at each other from the corners of their eyes, warily.

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       ringer for her old Witch of Space uniform. Jade touches the body
       with the toe of her shoe, and then gasps when it rolls over to
       reveal its face.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jade">JADE: its...</p>
+      <p class="jade">JADE: ME???</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Karkat and Dave stick their heads over the
       edge of the pit.</p>
       <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">

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@@ -115,6 +115,9 @@
       Makara-Crocker is at her side, serving as her ever-faithful shadow,
       holding her arm to steady her as she tries to revive teen-Jade’s
       corpse.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jane">JANE: Jake!</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Vitriol leaks from every letter of his name.
       John and Dave exchange a knowing look: who’s supposed to be the
       kismesis here, again?</p>
@@ -275,6 +278,9 @@
       are standing shoulder to shoulder, very much in stable, devoted,
       interspecies Love. Kanaya catches that gaze, and holds it, for a
       very long, tense moment.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jane">JANE: Um. Roxy...</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Kanaya interrupts, tone clipped and dry.</p>
       <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
       <p class="kanaya">KANAYA: Perhaps We Should Not Talk About That

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       <p class="no-indent">It takes the corpse a while to reply. Everyone
       waits for her to speak. When the words leave her mouth, they send a
       chill through the cathedral air.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="calliope-dead">JADE: i am not jade.</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Slowly, Jade raises her head. The stage makeup
       Roxy applied earlier is running down her face in dark rivers. Her
       eyes are solid black. Even more than black, it seems. They are

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       <p class="no-indent">She twitches her dog-ears and raises her face.
       Her mouth is a neutral line, but her eyes are burning
       furiously.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jade">JADE: i heard everything</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">The two of them stare at each other for a long
       time. John isn’t sure how he’s supposed to read this moment. He
       used to know Jade better than he knew anyone, but in recent years
@@ -805,6 +808,9 @@
       </div>
       <p class="no-indent">John and Jade stop. There is another shadow
       cast in the doorway. A much darker one.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jane">JANE: Excuse me.</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">She says in a sugar-sweet voice.</p>
       <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
       <p class="jane">JANE: But what the FUCK is going on in here?!</p>
@@ -946,6 +952,9 @@
       edge of the door. Everyone else is clustered around the doorway.
       Jade stares at John with a dark expression. After a beat of
       silence, Harry Anderson starts crying.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="john">JOHN: i... i...</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Roxy won’t meet his eyes. Dave won’t either.
       John turns to Tavros, opens his mouth to apologize, but the kid
       just ducks deeper into the closet, trembling.</p>

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@@ -362,6 +362,9 @@
       <p class="no-indent">The meteor is passing beyond the fall of
       night. Dead-Jade, standing half in light, half in darkness, looks
       up at the sky.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="calliope-dead">JADE: not soon enough.</p>
+      </div>
       </div>
     </div>
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@@ -47,6 +47,9 @@
       get used to, living hand-to-mouth inside a cave. It’s that
       persistent fucking leak directly above his desk that is driving him
       to distraction.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="karkat">KARKAT: SWIFER!</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Swifer Eggmop pokes her head into the
       chamber.</p>
       <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">

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@@ -266,6 +266,9 @@
       horns and distinctive shoulder-hunch. Of course.</p>
       <p>John snorts back his tears and jaunts forward with a jolly
       wave.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="john">JOHN: hi, karkat!</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Karkat blinks and looks up, startled out of
       his thoughts. He’s grown gaunt since John last saw him in real
       life. In his Alternian military fatigues, and his admittedly
@@ -383,6 +386,9 @@
       elegant bound. John watches him rappel down the cliffside until he
       disappears beneath the precipice shadows. Wow. Karkat grew up to be
       kind of cool. Who would have guessed?</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="dave">DAVE: no john dont do it</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">John spins on his heel to see Dave in the
       doorway, holding a bottle of champagne. He looks smart in his
       three-piece tux, but he’s still sporting the same old Stiller
@@ -469,6 +475,10 @@
       picture is still in his wallet: faded, dog-eared, marred by ragged
       white lines down the center from being folded and unfolded so many
       times, deep enough to be called valleys at this point.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="john">JOHN: right.</p>
+      <p class="dave">DAVE: right</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">They fall silent for a moment, soaking up the
       atmosphere, sipping their booze, contemplating the suckiness of
       being an adult. Dave lets out a soft laugh and slaps John on the

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@@ -63,6 +63,9 @@
       crater and peers through the smoke.</p>
       <p>He recognizes the ghost immediately, because he sees a younger
       version of her almost every day.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="john">JOHN: vriska?</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Vriska’s face snaps up, eyes blazing. Eyes.
       Actual eyes, with expression, color, pupils, and everything.</p>
       <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">

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       <p class="no-indent">Jane’s eyes rake up and down Gamzee’s body,
       like she’s carefully considering her response. Her face is
       expressionless when she answers.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jane">JANE: Begone, clown.</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Jane turns, and waves the security away. The
       uniformed men drag Gamzee from the bridge. The sound of honks
       reverberate hauntingly through the halls as the wretched jester is

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@@ -67,6 +67,9 @@
       a wheezy, guttered honk. It comes out slowly, mournfully, like a
       broken bike horn getting backed over by the rear wheel of a
       hearse.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="vriska">(VRISKA): EVVVVVVVVER</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">She spins out from under his flailing arm and
       does a full 360-degree pirouette off the fucking handle to deliver
       a ruthless Knife Chop straight to the cartilage at the center of

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@@ -248,6 +248,9 @@
       and honest. Her eyes are perfectly clear. There is no other word
       that could possibly do justice to her expression. She looks
       happy.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="rose">ROSE: Thank you.</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">She comes forward to give him a kiss on the
       cheek. John wraps his arms around her shoulders, pulls her into a
       tight hug, and breathes in the scent of her hair. Whatever the

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       tangled black hair, and stunned faces, her expression begins to
       slowly melt. It then drifts quickly, from phase to phase, to one of
       wonder, then anguish, and finally, abject horror.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="john">JOHN: oh god.</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Vriska and (Vriska) both start shrieking at a
       pitch John’s only ever heard one time before. It was a sound that
       once accompanied the end of everything. A sound once heard the

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@@ -315,11 +315,17 @@
       backs up a few steps, studying the corpse. If her body language
       signals any remorse or sadness, the witness in the bushes certainly
       can’t tell.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="vriska">Vriska: (Eep!)</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Oh shit. (Vriska) had already forgotten about
       her, somehow. Her stylishly dressed teen duplicate, who surely just
       witnessed not only the original feat of debauchery, but all the
       compromising activity which followed as well. (Vriska) would
       probably need to have a few words with her.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="vriska">Vriska: Um...</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Vriska stands up slowly from the bush,
       obviously trying not to look at the lifeless clown. She puts a hand
       behind her head and seems to be casting about desperately for the

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       dozes off to a lullaby of distant sonic booms.</p>
       <p>When next he’s jostled awake, it’s by a figure that looks
       uncomfortably like—</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="john">JOHN: dad?</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">As John blinks away the sleep from his eyes,
       the man looming over him comes into focus. It’s not his dad—it’s
       Jake Crocker. Who actually is his dad, but in a far more
@@ -464,6 +467,9 @@
       like being dashed with a bucket of ice water, though. All of John’s
       gloom and malaise surges back to the fore like air filling a
       vacuum. He feels hungover.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="john">JOHN: oof...</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">John lies immobile on the floor tile. Jake
       draws up to look down at him in confusion, striking a pose that is
       both dazzlingly modelesque and doubtlessly completely

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@@ -546,6 +546,9 @@
       </div>
       <p class="no-indent">He runs a hand through his hair, and looks
       back down.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="dave">DAVE: i think im gay</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Obama purses his lips in that trademark way of
       his—thoughtful, serious, contemplative. He nods slowly, letting the
       silence grow, as if considering precisely how to deliver the most

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       <p>Wait, this doesn’t seem right, she thinks. When she closed her
       eyes, she was dramatically lingering about her bedroom at home.
       She’d just taken a handful of pills, and said goodbye to...</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="rose">ROSE: John!</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">She shoots up in bed, tugging the IV taped
       under her elbow. Kanaya is sitting at her bedside, hemming a
       sundress. She thins her lips and gives Rose a half-lidded look.</p>
@@ -72,6 +75,9 @@
       fixed on the window at the other end of the room. The night is
       dying behind the thin, pale curtain. She can barely see the
       moon.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="rose">ROSE: I feel...</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">She looks back to Kanaya, eyes wide and
       bright.</p>
       <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">

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@@ -132,6 +132,9 @@
       <p>She holds her thoughts. They can wait, and there’s much to
       discuss. She taps a button, and lowers her head a little closer to
       a mic on the panel.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="rose">ROSEBOT: Dirk.</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">She supplies a courtesy pause, as if waiting
       for him to reply. He usually doesn’t.</p>
       <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">

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       his chest. She bounces them there a few times, enjoying the way
       troll skin is just a bit thicker than human skin, taut like the
       membrane over a poorly maintained drum.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jade">JADE: a husband....</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">She begins walking her fingers up the length
       of Karkat’s sternum. Karkat knows damned well what a husband is.
       He’s been force-fed enough bad movies from Dave to pick up any
@@ -260,6 +263,9 @@
       <p>It would be pretty easy to mistake his reaction for arousal, so
       it’s understandable that Jade is extremely surprised when Karkat
       snaps his jaw shut and chomps down on her hand.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jade">JADE: OW!!!!</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">She flies back, literally, spiraling up
       towards the ceiling so fast that her skirt puffs up and she gets
       all tangled in her clothes for a few seconds. She clutches her
@@ -371,6 +377,9 @@
       </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Jade pinches his ear and twists hard, smiling
       pleasantly.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jade">JADE: get fucked karkat</p>
+      </div>
       </div>
     </div>
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       corporate bailouts?</p>
       <p>Well, Jane thinks with a heavy sigh, now that she’s not running
       for president, it doesn’t really matter, does it?</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jane">JANE: Jake?</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Jane feels rather like a princess in an
       animated film with the way her voice echoes up three flights of
       circular staircase. The mansion is dark and cramped—tall, narrow
@@ -353,6 +356,9 @@
       face. His eyes are so green, and they’re glittering with naked
       adoration, for her. It’s all for her. He nudges a knuckle under her
       chin and tips her face towards him.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jake">JAKE: Jane...</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">He’s so close that Jane thinks he might kiss
       her. She shuts her eyes and lets his husky wine-breath wash over
       her face.</p>
@@ -372,6 +378,9 @@
       <p>But Jake doesn’t register her mortification or frustration
       either. He just keeps smiling and gazing into her eyes, warm and
       drunk.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="jane">JANE: Well, then.</p>
+      </div>
       <p>With a deep sigh, Jane shoves Jake off of her and stumbles back
       to where his horrendous-tasting wine is stored. She pops open a
       bottle of briny-smelling moscato and tips it back—this embarrassing

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       like a rock on the outside, but has a layer beneath like mulched
       flesh. Kanaya’s hands are soaked blue with bloody yolk when she
       finally lifts the grub and holds it up to the light.</p>
+      <div class="chat type-rg type-hs-small--md">
+      <p class="kanaya">KANAYA: Rose Look</p>
+      </div>
       <p class="no-indent">Rose looks. All troll grubs appear kind of
       samey, but this one has a familiar look about her. Asymmetric
       horns, one crescent, the other harpoon-like. A mussed mane of hair

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