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Debbie Zduriencik: You're home?
Jack Zduriencik: I am home.
Debbie: I figured you'd be working.
Jack: Yeah, well...
Debbie: I guess not.
Jack: That's correct.
Debbie: Can I get you anything?
Jack: Yes, thank you. I could go for a beer.
Debbie: I'm afraid we don't have any.
Jack: No kidding.
Debbie: We have some orange juice? A glass of water?
Jack: No, no. I'm fine.
Debbie: I see a can of ginger ale in here.
Jack: I said I'm fine.
Debbie:
Jack:
Debbie: So, are you hungry?
Jack: I am starving.
Debbie: Should we go out?
Jack: I'd really prefer if we could eat at home.
Debbie:
Jack:
Debbie: Well, I wasn't exactly expecting you... let me see what we have.
Jack: I'm good with anything.
Debbie: I could throw together a salad? Maybe bake up some chicken to go with it.
Jack: That sounds just fine.
Debbie: Would you care to come over here and help me a bit?
Jack:
Debbie:
Jack: Yes, of course. What can I do?
Debbie: You could make the dressing.
Jack: Make the dressing?
Debbie: Yes. Make the dressing. It's a vinaigrette. It doesn't just come out of a bottle.
Jack: It doesn't?
Debbie: No, it does not.
Jack:
Debbie:
Jack: Alright, so what do I do?
Debbie: You can start by grabbing the balsamic and the olive oil. Would you like to add mustard?
Jack: Mustard?
Debbie: Yes, mustard. Dijon.
Jack: I don't think I'd like mustard, no.
Debbie: Alright then.
Jack: Where should I put this stuff?
Debbie: Right here is fine.
Jack: Ok, now what is this?
Debbie: It's a garlic press.
Jack: Huh.
Debbie: You'll need to peel the garlic before pressing it.
Jack: All right. Where might I find the garlic?
Debbie: It's right there, in the bowl on the counter.
Jack:
Debbie:
Jack:
Debbie:
Jack: I don't know how to work this fucking thing.
Debbie: I was going to have dinner with my sister.