Angustia

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Like before.

Together as one.

For years you were like a snail.

Hiding, happy.

Hiding, happy.

Hiding, happy.

Hiding, happy.

Hiding, happy.

I know the Roses are giving this party

so they can show off their new Pollack.

- They are so pretentious.

- Who cares?

Do you like this color?

Not really.

It's too red.

You're such a drag, George!

Nothing's ever right with you!

My hair's too straight. My lipstick's

wrong. You're so picky!

Go get the buzzer!

It's impossible to get ready like this.

- Yeah?

- Ms. Robinson?

Just a minute. Who is this?

My name is John Pressman.

I'm from Dr. Murphy's office.

There's been a mistake. Ms. Robinson

took the wrong pair of contact lenses.

That sounds like her. Come in.

Come in.

What do you want?

I told you it's about Ms. Robinson's

contact lenses.

I see. Aren't you working late tonight?

Caroline, it's for you!

Who is it?

He's from Murphy's.

Oh, no! You!

- What do you want?

- I'm sorry to bother you so late.

You were right to complain about

those lenses.

They gave you the wrong ones.

I brought the right pair with me. I'd

be glad to put them in for you.

No, no, no. Not now.

I just finished putting my makeup on.

I'll go to the clinic tomorrow.

Come on, honey.

I want to see you with the contacts on.

You'll look gorgeous!

- I really don't have a lot of time.

- It'll only take a few minutes.

I promise there's nothing to worry about.

These are your exact measurements.

They won't hurt at all.

Oh, alright. But hurry, we're

late as it is.

Now, you won't feel a thing. I promise.

I hope not after what happened

this morning.

You're right. It didn't hurt.

You know how sorry I am for what

happened this morning.

I appreciate the fact that you didn't

say anything to Dr. Murphy about it.

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