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Good God.
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One-track mind.
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Okay, Fiona.
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I did take a glance at the boobs again.
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They're solid, okay?
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Well, that just derailed the entire speech I had planned.
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I-I can't-- I--
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I don't know what's wrong with me.
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I can't even-- I-- will you please come in?
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Well, as I drove away from the weirdest ten minutes of a party
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I've ever been to...
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Yeah.