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Across the restaurant, a twenty-something couple broke up via Instagram DM. Marjorie felt a strange, competitive pang. She leaned forward, letting the candlelight do nefarious things to her cleavage. “I’m serious, Greg. I want the house, the dog, and the good toaster.”

The waiter arrived with dessert. A single, luridly red velvet cake, shaped like a heart. Greg picked up his fork. “You know,” he said, finally smiling, “this is why I never had an affair.” adult comedy

Marjorie had been married to Greg for twenty-two years, which meant she had mastered the art of the silent bet. Tonight’s wager: how many minutes into their “romantic” Thursday dinner before he checked his fantasy football scores. Across the restaurant, a twenty-something couple broke up

“No,” he said, stabbing the cake. “Because watching you plan my demise is better than sex.” “I’m serious, Greg

“I tipped him your dignity. He said it was fine, but it had a small stain.”

The answer was four.

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