Nathan:
[unbinds tape on fists]
To be honest... I thought we'd have... breakfast together, but... I can't really eat anything. I got the mother of all fucking hangovers.
Caleb:
Oh, yeah?
Nathan:
Oh, my god, like you wouldn't even believe. When I have a heavy night, I... compensate the next morning. Exercise. Antioxidants. You know?
Caleb:
Yeah, sure. Was it a good party?
Nathan:
Party?
Caleb:
Yeah, wasn't there a party?
[no response]
Caleb:
There wasn't a party. Sorry.
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