| Dialogue:
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| Rachel: Hey, Meg! |
| I heard you went on a date last night
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| Megan: Oh yeah? |
| Who’d you hear that from?
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| Rachel: Your old lady told me. |
| You know she can’t keep a secret. |
| How was it?
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| Megan: Well, he picked me up at seven. |
| He looked pretty good. |
| He even opened
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| the door for me. |
| I knew I saw something good beneath that bad boy facade.
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| We were driving to the bowling alley, got a flat tire. |
| He got out and started
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| changing it, but it seemed to take forever. |
| So I rolled down the window to ask
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| him if everything was okay, ya know? |
| There was a huge crash, and I think the
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| car fell on his foot or something. |
| I dunno, Rach. |
| He started… started mumbling
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| this strange language. |
| Something… something I’d never heard before
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| Rachel: What do you mean?
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| (Man screaming unintelligibly in background.)
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| Megan: I can’t explain it. |
| He just kept mumbling this strange language over and
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| over again
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| Rachel: Well, what happened next?
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| Megan: I didn’t say anything to him. |
| He got back in the car and we continued
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| driving to the bowling alley. |
| I could tell his foot was kind of sore.
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| We got to the bowling alley and started to bowl a serious game.
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| I kept getting strikes so that was really cool. |
| He wasn’t doing too well and
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| started getting mad. |
| In the last frame he tried to show off and did a little
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| spin. |
| I felt so bad for him — he dropped his ball on his bad foot by accident.
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| Then I heard him speaking that strange language again
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| (Man screaming unintelligibly.)
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| Rachel: The same exact language?
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| Megan: Yeah. |
| He didn’t stop for a long time. |
| I just looked at him and I thought,
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| «What's this all about?»
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| Rachel: Well, how did it end?
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| Megan: He drove me back to the house after I beat him totally. |
| He limped out of
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| the car and shuffled with me to my front door. |
| He told me that he had a great
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| time and asked me for another date. |
| I kinda just stood there thinking, «How am I gonna say, 'No way'?» |
| Then —
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| Rachel: And then?
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| Megan: He got this silly, glassy, romantic look in his eye and…
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| Rachel: And what?
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| Megan: He leaned in for a kiss!
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| Man: Hey baby (unintelligible vocals, kissing sounds)
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| Rachel: He didn’t!
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| Megan: Oh yes, he did! |
| He leaned in for a kiss, and you know what I did?
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| Rachel: Tell me, tell me!
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| Megan: I just pushed him away and told him where it’s at!
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| Won’t kiss no pottymouth!
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| Away with pottymouth!
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| Zip up that pottymouth!
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| Tough talk now walk!
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| Now walk! |