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I'm sorry, Thomas has lost all my dress shirts.
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Wait, why is he still here?
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- I thought you gave him his marching orders. - I had.
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My dear mother-in-law intervened.
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- I've a good mind to tell her... - No no no.
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No, not tonight. She must have it all her own way tonight.
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Do you think?
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You two are dressed for a barbecue.
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I feel like a Chicago bootlegger.
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I don't even know what that means,
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but it sounds almost as peculiar as you look.
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Robert come quickly.