[...] Of course. You're right. How long did you take to adjust once you'd been deemed fit for duty? My Romanian network disbanded and I've still been reaching for my phone like it's a nervous tic.
It's hard to say. Our circumstances aren't quite comparable. I had to reinvent myself in a completely new field. But you will adjust, and who knows? Perhaps a desk job will slow the graying a little — not that it doesn’t suit you.
I'm willing the universe to allow me one weekend of relative freedom before shackling me with some 26-year-old who doesn't understand how to make their bed.
Working through lunch tends to lower the blood sugar. [...] I'm not your responsibility, Nikola.
I would suggest you kill Ishaan and take his place, but I've grown quite fond of him.
Oh, it was a very passionate scene. Feelings of betrayal I have not tapped into since 1996, when I -- as Adrian Kovac, naturally -- discovered that my longtime girlfriend, Victoria Kane, was sleeping with my archrival's twin brother. There was a lot of "how could you have done something so stupid, Domingo?" A fair amount of, "You could have told me. I should not have had to find out this way." A sprinkling of, "Why did you think you needed to hide this from me?"
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you to be monime to keep an eye on you. And the others, I suppose, but that is less important.Dominiko.
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BYI need to see at least six faces of a certain degree of handsomeness per day, or I risk wilting into nothingness. Your good looks sustain me.Dominiko.
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There was a collective gasp when your photo popped up. We were all quite struck by your beauty. Someone even fainted, if I recall correctly.
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I tend to have that effect on upper management.
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Why upper management, specifically?
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Working through lunch tends to lower the blood sugar. [...] I'm not your responsibility, Nikola.
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Of course you aren't. But you are my friend, and I worry about you. I won't sit here and pretend I am not relieved to have you aboard.
Dominiko.
I always expected some degree of [...] anger if I confessed I'd been lying to you for the better part of twenty years.
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Would you like to hear about all the yelling I did at your headshot?
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Please.
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Oh, it was a very passionate scene. Feelings of betrayal I have not tapped into since 1996, when I -- as Adrian Kovac, naturally -- discovered that my longtime girlfriend, Victoria Kane, was sleeping with my archrival's twin brother. There was a lot of "how could you have done something so stupid, Domingo?" A fair amount of, "You could have told me. I should not have had to find out this way." A sprinkling of, "Why did you think you needed to hide this from me?"
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It's only a summary and yet I already feel compelled to award you a Daytime Emmy. You would have moved me to tears.
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