Disclaimer: I don't own them. They are not mine. I'm going to cry myself to sleep now.
Another dialogue-only piece! Yay! I'm running towards the end. Running.
"May I safely assume that this is the final meeting between us?"
"Please don't, Joe. I can't smile right now."
"Why not?"
"I should be in mourning."
"Hard to look the part when you're not crying."
"When in mourning, I'm not to shed tears or smile. So there."
"Poor Prince Richard. He choked on a piece of sausage?"
"That's what they think it was. I would hate to know what it was if it wasn't a sausage."
"So would I."
"Where's Andrea?"
"She's with Angela in Chicago."
"Shouldn't you be there, too?"
"She wanted a divorce."
"I'm sorry."
"So am I."
"I'm not lying this time."
"I know you're not. You would have liked Andrea."
"I'm sure I would have."
"Why Rome?"
"Why not? He did like sleeping here the most."
"Must be the company."
"You've changed."
"We both have."
"My offer for the scooter is still up."
"My offer for Australia is still up."
"We could do both."
"But you won't."
"You know I can't. Why won't you understand that?"
"Who's going to take your place if you choke on a sausage?"
"I'm not sure. I don't want to marry again, and I don't want a child."
"Sure you do. Every girl wants a kid."
"I wouldn't be a good mother. I'm only good at looking pretty and saying words."
"Don't say that."
"I believe I just did."
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
"But."
"There always is one."
"Spend the day with me."
"The day is almost over, Joe."
"Then the night. Spend the night with me."
"They'll miss me."
"They didn't last time you—and not like that!"
"Not like what?"
"Your innocent eyelashes will get you nowhere, Ann."
"I only look for the scandals in headlines."
"You might be in them."
"Wouldn't be the first time."
"For me, it would."
"They'd only notice me."
"Precisely."
"We shouldn't do this in public."
"Your men haven't shot me."
"They think you're an affectionate fan of me."
"In a way, I am."
"They don't know I'm an affectionate fan of you."
"Are you?"
"I might be."
"Do you want to go to the wishing wall?"
"Why? Did your wish come true?"
"No. Did yours?"
"No."
"Then why don't we go and make new wishes?"
"I'm all wished out."
"You're not."
"Besides, my wish would never come true."
"You don't know that."
"All right. I wish I could go out and get so drunk I forget my name."
"Rather a low wish, wouldn't you say?"
"I've never done it."
"Somehow, I can believe that."
"And then you could take advantage of me."
"Now that's my wish."
"Two birds with one stone."
"Yeah, I guess so."
"I know so."
"Would you like that on a plaque?"
"I'd prefer not."
"Then I'll have one made."
"That really wasn't my wish."
"I know, Ann."
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