[A beat. He's staring blankly, but she can't see that, either.]
Really. Well clearly, I didn't remember it or I think it's fair to say I wouldn't have come back.
[This? Probably a lie. He likely would have.]
I'm going to assume we weren't good enough buds for you to know what brought me here the last time.
[He's curious at what point it was he decided escape was a good option. He's thinking during the rehashing of everything with Stacy, or maybe during one of his more difficult bouts with Vicodin. But he's keeping this to himself.]
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I don't think I know you. Unless I'm getting senile, or this is the ghost of cheerleaders past.
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Really. Well clearly, I didn't remember it or I think it's fair to say I wouldn't have come back.
[This? Probably a lie. He likely would have.]
I'm going to assume we weren't good enough buds for you to know what brought me here the last time.
[He's curious at what point it was he decided escape was a good option. He's thinking during the rehashing of everything with Stacy, or maybe during one of his more difficult bouts with Vicodin. But he's keeping this to himself.]
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