Comment:

That must be one heck of a play.

By the way, yes, that is Pamela Zimmerman and Quip Bruncklemeyer from Lee's philosophy class earlier today. Hangin' out in the apartment lobby, discussing Socrates, like you do.

Transcript:

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0165 - 2167/07/06/16:13 - hallway outside Lee's apartment.
[Zoa is calmly walking away, not acknowledging Lee's existence]
LC: Zoa! Zoa, cancel last order! I didn't mean it!
LC: Zoa, I'm sorry, please, come back!
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LC (walking alongside Zoa): Zoa, I'm sorry if working with me isn't profitable! I'm sorry if you don't like me!
LC: Look, I don't know if I can do this without you!
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[passing Quip Bruncklemeyer and Pamela Zimmerman in the mezzanine]
QB: Uh... are you okay, dude?
LC: Yes, yes, sorry, just...
LC: We're rehearsing for a play.
LC: Never mind. Sorry. Sorry. Ignore us. Ignore me.
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[QB and PZ shrug to each other]
LC: Zoa! Please, I'll let you suck my dick as much as you want, I swear, just come back!
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