Beaumont: Louise, we need to talk.
Me: Uh huh. About what?
Beau: Like you don’t know.
Me: Ummm. Beau. No I don’t.
Beau: Yes you do.
Me: (sighing)Honestly Beau. I don’t. I can’t read your mind.
Beau: Really? And all this time I thought that’s how you wrote these conversations. By reading my mind.
Me: (sighing deeper) Sarcasm is the refuge of the verbally lazy.
Beau: Well… I wonder who you’re talking about. You do put the words in my mouth you know…
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