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It's like when I was doing,
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Uh, "Who's afraid of Virginia Woolf?"
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And I thought my understudy was trying to poison me.
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Oh, yeah. The daily blood tests I paid for.
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Wait. She did poison you.
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The swiss chocolate she gave you was a laxative.
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It added a certain urgency to my performance.
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But the point is, you indulged my paranoia.
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So therefore, I am going to be in the park, 5:00,
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at a discreet distance to make sure
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that Alexis' secret admirer is not an ax murderer.
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- Thank you. - You're welcome.