It's coming, it's coming! I don't know why I'm even doing this, you're probably just gonna throw this one t -- Nothing!
[The sound of a refrigerator opening, closing. The top is popped off a beer. Fizz.]
Here you go.
[Glass bottle, meet counter. A bit too hard, you might notice.]
Just try not to aim for my head this time.
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[Cough, cough.]
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You okay, Tara?
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Flu. Doctor says it'll go away.
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