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Two questions for you:
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What are you doing tomorrow for lunch?
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And... will you marry me?
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I am not pretending to be your wife.
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But I need you!
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You're the glue of my very flimsy lie.
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Well, I can't tomorrow. I'm having lunch with Jack.
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- Jack? - The guy I'm seeing.
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In the real world.
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Where I'm single and not breastfeeding.
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Okay, how's this?
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Once Henderson hires me,