Tripper:
[dancing together]
Is that a bra you're wearing, or are you expecting an assassination attempt?
Roxanne:
Are those Clorets in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?
Tripper:
OK, we're even. 3 years of this. I don't think I have many lines left. Frankly, Roxanne, I'm frightened.
Roxanne:
Oh, no. Don't go human on me now, Tripper.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:12