Turn to the right!
What's the matter, Ed?
My fai-ants left me.
She said her fiancée had run off
knew how to ply her feminine wiles.
On Hi's profile. He turns back to Ed.
You tell him I think he's a damn
fool, Ed. You tell him I said so -
H.I. McDunnough. And if he wants to
CLOSE ON ED:
...State Farm Road Number Thirty-
one; Tempe, Arizona...
BACK TO HI:
Struggling to call back over his shoulder as he is firmly
led out the door.
...I'll be waiting!
The door slams.
I can't say I was happy to be back
inside, but the flood of familiar
it feel like a homecoming.
As Hi passes.
Group is meeting again.
Most men your age, Hi, are getting
married and raising up a family.
Hi looks sheepish.
...Would any of you men care to
appear to be friends.
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