[The Balladeer hurriedly runs through his mental checklist of people he has seen flirt. Charlie? No. Hinckley? Absolutely not. That's the whole list. Lord, he was not written to play gay chicken.]
Oh - uh, yeah, me too. Looking forward to it, I mean.
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Oh - uh, yeah, me too. Looking forward to it, I mean.
[shit!!!]