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the lap of the guy behind you. So just be considerate of everybody. I’ll stay up. Thank you. Timber. Oh, excuse me. Hi. Hello. Hi. Could I please have some earplugs? Yes. For nine dollars. Nine dollars? For earplugs? Yes. That’s okay. I’ll just. I’ll just use my peanuts. I’ll just. Wow. Oh. Mm. A fellow insomniac, I see. Jesus. Yes. I. Yep. I know, right? I just cannot sleep on these things. So what brings you across the pond? Actually, it’s my. it’s my honeymoon. Oh. Congratulations. Thank you. Where’s your husband? Dead. Asleep. He’s dead. dead asleep. We’ve actually been married for years, but we just have been very, very, very, very busy. Then a toast to the whirlwind that is your life. Yes. Sorry, ma’am. Oh, yes! The bar is for first cl pengers only. Of course. Of course it is. I’m so sorry, yes. I will head back to the lower cl cabin and sit where I should and, uh. shovel some coal. She’s my guest. Unfortunately, sir, she’d need her own first cl ticket. Charles Cavendish. I’m so sorry, sir. Whoa! Charles Cavendish? Is that your real name? I’m afraid so. I mean, that sounds like it just fell right out of a. mystery novel. And which character would I be? Name like that, you’d have to be the bad guy. Well. here’s to the bad guys. Okay, so your fiancée. Hm. Leaves you. .for your elderly uncle. Will you two kindly shut up? Oh, be quiet. Or we shall tell everyone about the ferret you’ve smuggled in here. The whole thing is tawdry, I know. Tawdry. He desired my betrothed, and Uncle Malcolm always gets what he wants. Malcolm. Uncle Malcolm. Quince. Uncle. Malcolm Quince is your uncle? That billionaire? That’s the one. Oh, my gosh. He looks just like this. if this wrinkled olive had $ billion. Seventy billion dollars. I’m traveling to Monaco with the newlyweds on his yacht for the Grand Prix this weekend. Why? Why would you do that? Why would you go on their yacht after what they just did? Because I’m English, Mrs. Spitz. I’m a glutton for social masochism. Oh. And I plan on getting blind drunk and ruining the festivities. Okay. I support that. I say, Audrey. Hm. Do you and your husband have plans this weekend?
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