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Sorry, Nathan, go ahead.
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Well, you didn't hear this from me, Bill.
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But you're about to be ambushed down there.
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- By whom? - Something about a coed and a poem,
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And some other behavior,
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which I would rather allow you to infer.
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What? You've got to be kidding me. Nobody would say that.
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Apparently there was a witness, Bill.
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Nathan... Nate... Nathan, listen to me.
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- That is absurd. - That's why I'm reaching out.
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But until whatever happened blows over, we can't...
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I understand.