Or just in general…
S: I just did a Windows update. Now I’m doing an iTunes update.
R: Wow. You really wanna fuck things up, don’t you? Why are you suddenly feeling so masochistic?
S: I tend to make bad decisions when I’m overheated.
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Fair enough…
S: You would think after all this time, iTunes would—
R: Uh-uh.
S: Good point.
R: All you had to say was iTunes.
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There are no clean dishes…
S: [babbling incessantly about musician crushes]
R: Oh, is that the guy who has long hair now?
S: No that’s his best friend. This is the latest blue-eyed drummer.
R: I can’t keep all these guys straight. I don’t know how you can remember all this.
S: I remember nothing of importance so I have plenty of room for useless trivia about people I have never and will never meet.
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Just as plausible…
S: Any chance you smell smoke right now?
R: No. Sorry, Honey, I don’t.
Splender: Have another cigarette…
R: THAT’S probably why.
S: NOBODY ASKED FOR YOUR INPUT, WAYMON.
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Miracles happen…
S: I smell smoke.
R: Me too.
S: OH MY GOD IT’S REAL THIS TIME.
R: You have no idea how happy it made me to finally say yes.
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Still good advice, though…
R: Can I just take a nap now?
S: Yes. Let’s.
R: I have to get back to work.
O.A.R.: Lay down and rest here in my arms…
S: STOP HELPING, MARC.
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