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Later that night, in the Lincoln Bedroom....
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| Hello. You must be George Cloney. I'm Laura. Your wife. They said you don't look anything like Dubya, but I see a resemblance. | |
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| There's one more thing I want to check, though. | |
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| (ZIP!) OH MY GOD, THERE'S NO RESEMBLANCE THERE! | |
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