Karen:
How's your meat?
Richard:
Fine. How's your salad?
Karen:
Horrible. I can't eat it.
Richard:
Send it back.
Karen:
I'm not even hungry. So sick of road food.
Richard:
Just 2 more months to go, then we'll be
Karen:
I know, we'll be home, for 2 weeks. It's just wearing on me.
Richard:
Well you don't take care of yourself, Karen. You don't eat. I really think this diet of yours is the problem. I mean Karen, you look really thin.
Karen:
I like the way I look.
Richard:
Karen, you starve yourself, all you ever eat is salad and iced tea.
Karen:
I really don't know why you're making a big deal out of this.
Richard:
[pushes his plate over]
Here, eat this, I just want to SEE you take a bite, come on, Karen.
Karen:
I don't want to, stop it!
Richard:
Why? Why can't you take just ONE bite?
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:02