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feeling the way that I am right now?
I looked through a window tonight and I
saw something that I didn't need to see.
You couldn't have just watched yourself
and spared me this?
- What the f*** are you doing?
Why do you always have to use this plug?
of frigging magazines?
I haven't done anything wrong.
And you're trying to pick a fight.
I spare you.
I would.
What's that supposed to mean?
What's that supposed to mean?
Is she going to Philadelphia
with you and Andy tomorrow?
- Uh-huh.
- Mmm-hmm.
Yeah, she's been working
on the Munro property with us.
What? What is that look?
That look's sad, Michael.
Laura's just someone I work with.
It's not that I'm blaming you
for being attracted to her. She's
attractive.
And
it's natural to crave a newness.
Then what are you blaming me for?
For going out of your way not to admit it.
I thought I just did.
Don't do that face, Jo...
You know what I meant.
You corner me and you order me
to admit something
and then you pounce on me
the second I cave.
And now you're gonna sleep on the couch?
F***ing fantastic!
I didn't do anything wrong, Jo.
I'm sorry.
What for?
I'm not sure. But...
I love you.
Come to bed.
I don't want to.
Come to the kitchen.
Food isn't gonna fix this.
Say that on a full stomach. Come on.
- We got any tomatoes?
- No.
How was your day?
Mostly uneventful. Oh, but...
- What?
- Nothing. I just remembered I'm mad at you.
I hate it when that happens.
Danny proposed.
- Really?
- Yeah.
- What'd Pia say?
- What do you think she said? "Yes."
Was she surprised at all?
She thought that he was gonna tell her
he was moving out.
- My mom called, and...
- Yeah, I know. I spoke to her.
Second week of December.
I've already said yes.
- Can we go via London?
- Yeah. Sure.
What time's your train?
- You shouldn't be up this late.
- I'll sleep on the train.
- It's an hour's ride.
- I'll sleep in the meeting.
- What are you doing tomorrow, or today?
- I've gotta finish up the accessories piece.
- Yeah? The pearls?
- Yeah.
I've gotta dig up another 100 words.
It's good. And then you'll be able to work
on the book without me here to distract you.
Joanna, I'm sorry.
I would have said something about her if
I thought that there was something to say.
Michael, did something happen in LA?
No.
- You swear?
- I swear.
No.
Eggs are good.
Yep.
That the orange juice?
Come on, what kind of caf is this?
Do you think we got married too soon?
What? Why can't you
Because I don't have to.
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