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Shmac: Politicky interesting. So, no.
Marie: I’m afraid to ask. How’s the rest?

Shmac: Weird.
Marie: Did your cat poop in your shoe again?

Shmac: No, but I did nd a tomato in my boot the other day.

Marie: Send pics next time! What ’s going on?
Shmac: Nothing, really.

Marie: Oh, come on!

Shmac: How do you even know something’s going on?
Marie: Your lack of exclamation points!

Shmac: !!!!!!!11!!1!!!!!

Marie: Shmac.
Shmac: FYI, I’m sighing deeply.

Marie: I bet. Tell me!
Shmac: It ’s a girl.

Marie: Ooooh! Tell me EVERYTHING!!!!!!!11!!1!!!!!

Shmac: There isn’t much to tell.
Marie: Did you just meet her?

Shmac: No. She’s someone I’ve known for a long time, and now
she’s back.

Shmac: And she is married.

Marie: To you?
Shmac: Depressingly, no.
Shmac: Sorry—we’re restructuring the lab. Gotta go before

someone destroys a 5 mil piece of equipment. Talk later.
Marie: Sure, but I’ll want to know everything about your affair

with a married woman

Shmac: I wish.