Veronica:
[enter Keith]
And...
Keith:
[happy]
Who's your Daddy?
Veronica:
I hate it when you say that.
Keith:
This is important, you remember this, I used to be cool.
Veronica:
When?
Keith:
'77. Trans-Am, Blue Oyster Cult in the 8-track, foxy, stacked blond riding shotgun, racing for pink slips. Wait a minute, I'm thinking of a Springsteen song. Scratch everything. I was never cool.
Veronica:
I don't know which bothers me more, "foxy" or "stacked".
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