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Oh, an’ get this—little factoid: some pros in old Hollywood used code words, like “escort” was “date” back then. Sneaky, huh? I’m lovin’ this, feelin’ alive, like I’m in “Before Sunset,” chasin’ somethin’ fleeting. “Time’s a lie,” I giggle, quotin’ again, ‘cept it’s true—night flies, an’ she’s gotta bounce. I’m sad, poutin’, but she winks, “Next time, doll.” I’m swoonin’, breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President!”—an’ off she struts, queen of the night. What a dame!

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But then, as I’m setting up her radio, I accidentally drop a screw. It rolls under the couch, and I’m like, “Great, just great.” I’m crawling around, trying to fish it out, and Momo’s just watching me like I’m the biggest idiot ever. I finally get it, and the lady’s laughing. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, lady.”

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