”- I thought you were talking about this waitress in this diner
I used to go to over on Canal Street.
- Tell me about her.
- When she filled up my cup of coffee, she would ask me how I was doing.
Waitress things, you know. It doesn’t really constitute a girlfriend.
- Did you ever get her name?
- Yeah, it was Athena. I was gonna marry her.”
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