Nellie Woods:
Sorry I'm not what you were expecting.
Elliott Morgan, Publisher:
What makes you think I'm expecting anybody?
Nellie Woods:
What makes me think that dogs like liver?
Elliott Morgan, Publisher:
I don't get the analogy, but I expect it's very clever. It so happens that you're wrong; there's no one coming.
Nellie Woods:
You're right. She's gone out with her husband.
Elliott Morgan, Publisher:
[feigning confusion]
Uh. . .who has?
Nellie Woods:
The liver.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:14