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This kid... No, he wasn't even a kid.
All right.
- There was this professional dancer. - Not you, Phyllis.
Then he took my lighter and he walked out of my life forever.
Rhoda, never, never again.
I used to think he was boring.
- Excuse me, Armond. - Certainly.
I think I'll just go see if there are some more bacon curls.
I remember why I broke off with Howard.
So, uh...
No, no. No, Rhoda, he doesn't like me.
- He was wild about Mary. - Then that settles it.
- Thank you, Mary. - Good night.
That's only nine years.
Right, right. Yes, I can whip up a carrot.
Yes, I do.
Must be kidding. After all these years, do I want to come in?
Well, okay.
He likes me!
I'll give, you take.
Nobody went, "Aww!"
- Yeah. - Was I smiling when I talked to him?
Mary, I can't marry you.