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So what's a guy like me supposed to do in a place like this? Plan baby showers?

It's interesting that everyone talks over these, but I was never much of a "write my feelings out" type of guy.

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[magicbone]

it's their fault for selling coats when it never gets really cold! um. I'm sure they'll start doing normal weather soon enough. don't worry, Cordelia.

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Whatever, I'm over it. Maybe the hotel will be really, really cold!

[magicbone]

if all else fails um you could start a coat museum? look what people used to wear in the past when it, you know, actually rained. and then everyone goes ooh, ahh.

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Or maybe I can just give them to you! Add a little color to your wardrobe.

[magicbone]

um I'm not sure I have the right coloring for pink belted trenches.

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I'm not sure you have the figure.

[magicbone]

that too! also I don't wear pink.

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Like being BFF with Andrew hasn't taught you pink is a totally acceptable man color now.

[magicbone]

we call it salmon to make it sound manlier.

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I don't necessarily buy clothing in shades named after fish. Animal print though? Kinda okay again.

[magicbone]

Andrew told me cheetah print is tacky.

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Well then, Andrew is obviously still delirious.

[magicbone]

well um I trust your fashion judgment over his, so.

[disparages]

Good answer!

ugh. Did I ever thank you for not being a violent idiot who tries to solve everything by hitting it in the face? Cause I'm totally thanking you for that now.

[magicbone]

you're welcome.

[magicbone]

while we're at it though, um. thank you for not writing me off because I don't solve things by hitting them in the face.

[disparages]

Are we thanking each other for everything now? Thanks for remembering what kind of coffee I liked when I almost forgot!

[magicbone]

well um I figure as long as the opportunity is there? thank you for remembering um. me. in general.

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oh my god, please don't.

[magicbone]

sorry. I'll stop.

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No, god, I wasn't talking about you. That jerk is gonna destroy Charlie.

[magicbone]

I thought you were um friends with him?

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Yeah, believe it or not Angel is pretty my bes

[magicbone]

it's okay. I get it.

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Look, the point is, he's not supposed to going tossing people out of buildings!! Get my crutches, Jonathan. We're on a mission.