[waking up after sharing the same bed on the motel]
Neal:
Del... Why did you kiss my ear?
Del:
Why are you holding my hand?
Neal:
[frowns]
Where's your other hand?
Del:
Between two pillows...
Neal:
Those aren't pillows!
[they both leap out of bed, screaming and shaking their hands in disgust]
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