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Now that Josh isn't going to work at Central Partners, Travis considers what it would be like to work there...
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| Even though I'm your ex-girlfriend doesn't mean I can't be your supervisor. Oh, you probably can't understand the words comming out of my mouth because you're so drunk right now. | |
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| Regret dies hard, doesn't it. | |
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| Oh my gosh, I know your mom! She probably already told you I'm a man, but you can call me Rachel! | |
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Suddenly standing on the corner dressed as a giant mustard bottle doesn't seem like it was such a bad job.
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| Hey it's me! Matt Solomon! I pile drived you in junior high! Remember? | |
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| I've had a hard time remembering anything since then. | |
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