Tripp:
All right, assuming that pretending to own a yacht was a brilliant, romantic yet ultimately flawed idea, how do you see the rest of the day playing out?
Paula:
I don't know. I'm so hungry, I can't think. Seagulls ate my lunch.
Tripp:
What if I took you to a restaurant?
Paula:
Are you gonna pretend to own it?
Tripp:
No. All the restaurants I own are in Europe.
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