It just doesn't work that way, she said. You can't tell me one thing, do another, and expect me to understand. I'm not a mind-reader, and I don't want to try to be.
That's not what I expect, he insisted.
But I bet you'd enjoy it.
He refrained from commenting.
She snorted, smiled ironically.
Just don't worry about it, he said. Worrying doesn't accomplish anything.
Easy for you to say, she muttered.
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