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| I bet she's just trying to liquor me up so she can try to get tomorrow's front page headline out of me. | |
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| What a weirdo! I was just trying to be nice to Tom and he completely ignored me. | |
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| Janet never speaks to me. I bet she's just befriending me in the hopes that I'll give her my secret sock-it-to-me cake recipe. | |
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| I think they're on to me Bill. I couldn't get tomorrow's headline or the secret recipe out of them. | |
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| Damnit! Abort the mission and slip out of the party without anyone noticing. We'll debrief at 0-600 in the lair. | |
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