[E. reading quietly in one room. K. dressing in another.]
[Long silence.]
K: In college, I drank a lot of Hawaiian Punch. It was in the vending machine at the dorm. I liked it. I liked Punchy. You know Punchy? The cartoon pitch-man? I have a pimple on my nose. It turning my nose red. It make me look like an alcoholic-- like W. C. Fields. [entering room where E. sits reading] See!?
E: Hold on. I'm writing all this down. You're in rare form.
K: I took a Sudafed.
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I adore this. Really: sublime.
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