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I once saw them tell Barbra Streisand
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to take it to the Holiday Inn.
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Caroline, you want some of my triple creme?
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I don't want any of your creme.
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You know what, it's getting a little crowded in here.
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I'm just gonna slip out without anyone noticing.
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Oh, excuse me.
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Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me.
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Wait, wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait, wait.
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So...
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Deke--what do you think? Do you like him now?
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Well, before tonight,