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Hi.



I'm sorry?



- I just said hi.
- Hi. Hello. Hi.



Okay if I sit closer?



How far are you going?



Uh, Rockville Center.



Get out! Me too!



Really?
What are the odds?



Do I know you?



Do you ever shop
at Barnes & Noble?



Sure. Sure.
That's it!



Yeah?
I've seen you, man!



Book slave there
for, like, five years now.



Ah. I would have thought
I would've remembered you.
Jesus! Is it five years?



It might be the hair.



What might?
It changes a lot.



The color.
That's why you might not
recognize me.

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I'm not a concept, Joel. I'm just a fucked-up girl who's looking for my own peace of mind.


- I'm not perfect. - I can't see anything that I don't like about you.


Right now I can't. But you will. But you will.


You know, you will think of things, and I'll get bored with you and feel trapped...


because that's what happens with me.


Okay.


Okay.

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