Alberta Trager:
I'd rather imagine a man than know him for sure.
Alberta Trager:
Lucy, it's interesting how you always wear black and deny yourself food.
Lucy Trager:
It's not that interesting, really.
Alberta Trager:
Where is your joy, Lucy?
Lucy Trager:
God! Why are you always everywhere with something to say?!
The Painter:
I'm flattered that you like my ass.
Sylvie Morrow:
I'm thankful that woman is here. She's a pill but highly effective.
Thomas Trager:
Here's my kiss and you can fax me your hug.
Sylvie Morrow:
You just have to follow your intuition.
Rebecca Trager Lott:
My intuition is fine, it's yours I'm worried about!
Alberta Trager:
We are who we are, irrespective of the company we keep.
Rebecca Trager Lott:
Which is why ever since some painter screamed for his idiot dog with a stupid name we've been unable to utter one intelligent word.
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