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I'm sorry. This is not my place.
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W-Wait, please. Tell me, what's going on with Silver?
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Okay, but I'm only telling you
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because I'm really worried about her.
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Hey, you guys, can we get out of here?
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Two hours of grieving is pretty much my limit.
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Yes. Come on. Let's get you home.
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Ivy, wait.
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Mrs. Kher, hi.
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You were Raj's wife,
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and I know how much you loved each other.
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That's why I think he would like you to have his ashes.