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(Friday. INT: apartment)

JH (shocked): Huh. Wouldja look at that.
EB: Yeah, right in mid-brag. That's tasty.
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JH: I wasn't bragging, really, I was just saying...
EB: You totally were, Jamie.
JH: Well, I didn't mean to. I'm sorry.
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JH: You up for another go?
EB: Nah, I gotta get to work. We can't all sit around recuperating and living on insurance money.
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JH: Um... well, that makes two of us, then.
EB: Wait, then where are you going to get eight hundred-
JH: OH HEY LOOK AT THAT, IT'S NINE THIRTY YOU MUST BE REALLY LATE BY NOW.