[It was not a good day. But she had books. She had tea. And soon she would have Eddie. At least for a whole. And, above all, they had their paints. She knew why she was miserable, but it didn't help.
What? You're leaving? [This is like a member of the Drone's Club going off and getting a job and becoming a productive member of society, never to be seen in the Club again. The height of tragedy.]
One must keep up with one's obligations, I suppose. I hope you find a fruity scheme for ridding yourself of your terrible fiancee without compromising your honour.
I would happily accept such a tie.
And I have a fine bottle of whisky here. Perhaps we can snatch up Georgie and all have one last drink together, what?
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Worth it, in the end. But they're tough.
Take care of yourself and I'll take a look at that board every once in a while.
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My sacrifice to the collective is part of taking it down.
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I'll stand by mine, but I've seen how it can get out of hand. And from the bad end, too, where I was a contributor. I wish you luck, Mr. Russet.
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So she waited.]
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Jane, it's me!
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[WHAT IS THIS SADNESS, DO NOT UNDERSTAND. HE HAS FULFILLED HIS DUTY, SHE KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN.]
... When are you leaving?
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Well, I'm very happy for you.
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Why... why did you hesitate?
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Seriously, actually, thank you. You gave me a lot of good advice on dealing with... people. It should be useful.
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And I'll admit I'm a little nervous.
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I have a nice red tie I can leave you, if you're interested.
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I would happily accept such a tie.
And I have a fine bottle of whisky here. Perhaps we can snatch up Georgie and all have one last drink together, what?
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I'll bring it.
I'd like that.
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