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January 7, 2014
MRS. GREAVES: Whereís your lady friend?

SMITH: Sheís playing Geometry.

MRS. GREAVES: Whatís that?

SMITH: Itís a homework field trip. Itís an overnight.

MRS. GREAVES: Oh, I hated those. I always came out pruny. Donít you have homework too?

SMITH: I tested out of geometry and algebra, and pre-calc isnít tanked; itís all spot-sim.

MRS. GREAVES: Well, well. Did you have enough to eat?

SMITH: Yeah.

MRS. GREAVES: You miss her.

SMITH: Blaise? Yeah. I guess.

MRS. GREAVES: Write her a poem. Make her a surprise.

SMITH: What?

MRS. GREAVES: Hereís an extra cookie for you. Go. Write.