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(Tuesday afternoon, INT: EB and JH's apartment, JH is entering with a hoodie)

JH: Hey.
EB: Hey. We had a blackout earlier.
JH: Y'don't say.
EB: You may want to check the stuff in the fridge.
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JH: You open it?
EB: Only, like, twice.
JH: We should be good.
EB: You doing anything Saturday?
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JH: I have a... project I'm working on, but I might be able to make time. What's up?
EB: Wedding. You wanna be my plus one?
JH: Itinerary?
EB: Dress fancy, two hour drive, small talk with strangers, boring ceremony, shitty free food, shuffle-dance no more than twice, get used as my excuse to leave, two hour drive back.
JH: What's in it for me?
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EB: The aforementioned free food. And I'll owe ya one.
JH: See, is that so hard?