Jack Singer:
Betsy, hi, so what's the story?
Betsy:
I have to pack.
Jack Singer:
We can leave! What did you work out?
Betsy:
Um, he's taking me to Hawaii. It's only for a few days.
Jack Singer:
Come on. You're so like blithe about this all of a sudden, like you don't give a damn.
Betsy:
Of course I give a damn but this was not my idea okay, Jack. Poker was not my idea.
Jack Singer:
Would you please stop crucifying me with this?
Betsy:
Where's my bag?
Jack Singer:
He's going to jump all over you the second he gets there.
Betsy:
I won't let him. Oh please, Jack, give me a little credit.
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