Nancy Archer:
I didn't feel like sitting there and watching you flirt all evening with that redheaded wench you call Honey.
Harry Archer:
For heaven's sake, Nancy. Why, I hardly nodded to the girl.
Nancy Archer:
Now, you listen to me, Harry, I won't stand for any more of your two-timing! You keep away from that girl in that hotel, you hear? Your backdoor romance has split us up once already. The next time there won't be any reconciliation!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:05