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Thalia: Alright, Christine, this is an intervention. I'm gonna say a word and you need to tell me the first thing you think of
Christine: Okay.
Thalia: Jazz.
Christine: Well jazz band jazz is the kind of jazz i like. But not all jazz. But definitely jazz band jazz. That's so weird, I'm sorry.
Thalia's internal monologue: She can't quote musicals forever.
Thalia: Government.
Christine: Corruptions such an old song that we can sing along in harmony and no where is it stronger than in Albany. The economy's increasingly stalling and honestly that's why public service seems to be calling me.
Thalia, internally screaming: Bedroom?
Christine: In the bedroom down the hall.
Thalia: uM, Light.
Christine: shINE SHINE SHINE A LIGHT.
Thalia: *giving up* stOP.
Christine: When you think to yourself should I get a tattoo for the Chinese word for wisdom. Stop. Check the spelling and stop.
Thalia: *leaves*

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