“Do you think they’ll understand everything that happened tonight?” She asks, looking up from her glass.
“I don’t fucking understand, and I was there, so no, I don’t,” he says as he empties the contents of his glass into his mouth.
“Then what’ll we tell them?” She asks.
“We lie.”
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