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Carter Rutherford: CC tells me you're printing that story.
Lexie Littleton: I haven't decided.
Carter Rutherford: You're not a reporter. You're a *liar*.
Lexie Littleton: Slow down there, Kaiser.
Carter Rutherford: If you just wanted a story, then why didn't the Trib send one of their hacks with a cigar stuffed in their snout. But, no, they sent you to snuggle up and play nice.
Lexie Littleton: I never was much for cigars, but if it'd make you feel better...
Carter Rutherford: Maybe I should just leave twenty bucks on the bed stand!
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Carter Rutherford: I thought you liked me.
Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: Look, she's too old for you.
Lexie Littleton: What? Well, you're too old for *me*!
Jimmy 'Dodge' Connelly: Well, you got me on that one.
John Rutland
Extended Reading
