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Maya : So, what are you guys up to tonight ?
Miles : Oh, we're pretty wiped. You know I think
we're just gonna go back to the motel and
crash.
Maya : Yeah, I guess it's
kind of a long drive up here.
Miles : Mmm.
Maya : Where are you staying ?
Miles : Uh, the Windmill.
Jack : Windmill. The girl is looking to party and you
tell her we're going back to the motel and crash ?
Jesus, Miles !
Miles : Well, I'm tired, Jack. Aren't you tired ?
Jack : The chick digs
you, man ! She lit up
like a pinball machine when she found out your novel
was getting published.
Miles : Now I have another lie to
live down.
Thanks, Jack.
Jack : Just trying to get you a little action. I
would appreciate a little bit of help.
Miles : Didn't seem to me like that's what was going
on. You were all over
her.
Jack : Well, somebody had to do the talking. And, by
the way, I was right -- she's not married.
Miles : How do you know ?
Jack : No rock.
When she came to the bar, she was sans rock.
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