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Oh, my God. I sang "Bennie and the Jets" last night, didn't I?
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Mm-hmm. Very loudly.
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And, might I say, you were a little pitchy.
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-I'm sorry. Me? What about you? -Yes.
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-You hit notes only dogs can hear. -What?
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-Truly. Truly high-pitched. -No. I was in key, a-at least though, right?
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My God. You're that girl.
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Yeah, I'm Bennie. He's the Jets.
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Hey, it's the girl from the paper.
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What paper?
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Shit.
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"Always, Always, Always a Bridesmaid by Malcolm Doyle"?