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[ The sigh Z lets go of is loud, long-suffering. He knows she does, he knows she wants to be public with things, but he can't. He can't, not when the mere idea makes him so anxious he could throw up.

But she's not exactly patient, and she's drunk. ]

We've talked about this, Charlie.

[ She probably doesn't remember right now. ]

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