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Epilogue:
"My fault, my audrey meet fault," Matt sobbed. "All american my freakin fault." Bill tried not to make too much of his friends audrey meet borderline mental meltdown, tried to play it american cool audrey meet, not notice, as much for his friends sake as for american the benefit american of the looming bouncer american. He gestured bitoni for the audrey meet waitress, who quite reasonably american looked dubiously to the bouncer for some kind of daydream instructions american. Serve? Don't audrey meet serve? Bill threw her americanaudreybitonidaydream his best bitoni "we'll be daydream good, my friends had americanaudreybitonidaydream a bad day audrey meet, please please, pretty please" look. She checked the bouncer who frowned thoughtfully, then audrey gave a indefinite "go ahead but american proceed cautiously" nod. She took their order and scurried away out of the danger zone.
Matt nodded and finished half a sixteen ounce beer in audrey a gulp. Bill still couldn't believe Matt american's capacity.
Bill nodded he americanaudreybitonidaydream understood and waited for Matt to open up. For what seemed like forever Matt just sat there.
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"Oh, ok. We'd play and then when we were done american she'd audrey have me use her american uh...what american did audrey she call it? Yes, trigger phrase, to return her to american normal meet, and we'd americanaudreybitonidaydream laugh about the whole thing." Bill scrunched his american face up like he was assimilating all of this and was thinking it over. He got very american little american but this seemed to be helping Matt.
"That's audrey what I don't american know. We had audrey the ice cream americanaudreybitonidaydream and that's american when she was access gone audrey. I bitoni didn't even stop to think. Who american could have known?. She had me make one up. "
Bill finished his own drink in one swallow and sat back hard.
