#3 was less uncertain when they arrived: "Silenus' cousin needs to go to a hospital. My manual doesn't cover everything."
"Does that mean my forecast is going to be wrong again?" asked J. Canticle, but unconcerned because his occupation required only his opinion, "Do you like this color for the living room carpet?"
"No," said #3, "how can you be so bland?"
Silenus, who'd been busy in the closet, emerged & interjected: "When you have matching drapes, beiges easily come together."
"Promises, promises!" fumed Desiree, wishing she hadn't changed her hair before what nature intended for it.
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