Allegra Cole:
How did you know all that stuff about me?
[Hitch looks away]
Allegra Cole:
Well, you really did your homework. Like at boarding school, when everyone used to tease me because I couldn't whistle?
[Hitch looks up, confused]
Allegra Cole:
And having him dance like a buffoon, knowing that I can't dance, either? Then telling him to drop mustard on his shirt so I'd feel like less of a dork? That was all you, right?
Hitch:
No. Hell, no.
Allegra Cole:
That was him?
Hitch:
That's got Albert written all over it.
Allegra Cole:
Did you put him up to the inhaler?
Hitch:
[stunned]
Stop it. He did not show you that.
Allegra Cole:
He chucked it right before he kissed me.
Hitch:
So, wait. That stuff... worked for you?
Allegra Cole:
It was adorable.
[they both laugh]
Allegra Cole:
What *did* you do?
Hitch:
[smiles]
Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:07