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“I’ll go with you to the wedding”

“Be quiet, Lucinda” So he can hear me

“I’ll be your designated driver You can get drunk You can get so drunk and you’ll have the best time I’ll be your chauffeur”

He picks up his calculator and begins to tap I persevere

“I’ll drive you home and put you to bed, like you did for me You can vomit into Tupperware and I’ll rinse it Then we’ll be even”

He rests his fingertips on his keyboard and closes his eyes He see of obscenities in hisis”

“Unless it’s in North Korea, I’ll go When is it?”

“This Saturday”

“I’m free It’s settled GiveName the time”

“Pretty presumptuous of you to assume I won’t have a date”

I nearly open my mouth to retort that I know for a fact I’s Danny I swivel rees Hasn’t he ever heard of texting?

“Hi, Lucy Feeling any better? Are we still on for dinner?”

I drop o pick uppretty shitty”

“I’ve heard so much about this car of yours”

“I think it’s silverthat’s as much as I can remember of it”