Mason:
[after being walked home under Amber's umbrella in a torrential downpour]
I live here.
Amber:
Ah, well, gee Mason.
[pretending to be him]
Amber:
Thank you for walking me home. Perhaps you would like to have some coffee or something. Or look at my art.
[after no response]
Amber:
Right. Well, I'll see you later.
Mason:
Thank you... for the umbrella.
Amber:
Oh yeah, of course.
[smiling]
Amber:
These things are rare in this town, you know. But if you look really hard you can usually find one. Probably shouldn't get mine wet.
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