William Sylvester Packett:
After all these years, how am I going to explain to my friends the sudden appearance of a wife?
Julia Packett:
Don't tell them I'm your wife.
William Sylvester Packett:
What?
Julia Packett:
Tell them you picked me up in Paris in a bar... in a good bar. I was waiting tables and I was a Maharaja.
William Sylvester Packett:
Oh, be reasonable.
Julia Packett:
Oh, very well, then it was a cheap bar.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:17