rewriter | w7 still-not-curfew: kaveh drinks and swims in this one.

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[we are slightly less depressed. we are in the pool. we are slightly less depressed in the pool.]

At least you had a nice time while it lasted.

Yeah, it's not that big a deal.

If only everyone could have your grace.

[ she laughs ]

[ under her breath: ] Seriously, you should see the guy I'm marrying.

If I saw him I'd spit on him.

[ now it's her turn to laugh ] He'd be soooo mad!

I don't care, he deserves it.

He'd get all cranky, oh nooo, and then he'd slink off to go drown himself in wine with his courtesan friends.

He definitely deserves it.

The worst. But at least it'd mean he's gone for a while.

Oh, yeah, until mid afternoon the next day when he's forced to get out of bed and has to pretend he's a functional member of society.

Just keep making him mad so he keeps leaving, over and over. I've cracked the code.

Then I'll never have to see him again!

And I still get my dowry!

Yeah, see. It's a loophole. I'm great at this.

Maybe you are cut out for politics after all.

Oh, definitely, yeah. Alex for president.