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Why don’t you come up to my place?

Hildy: Why don’t you come up to my place?
Chip: What?!
Hildy: Look, Chip, I’ve been waiting for you all my life. I knew you the minute I saw you. You’re for me. I like your face. It’s… open. You know what I mean? Nothing in it. The kind of a face I could fall into. Kiss me.

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