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Anyways, I’d suck at hagglin’—too nice, prolly overpay. “Here’s extra for donuts, sweetie!”—D’oh! Total Homer move. An’ *Certified Copy* vibes’d mess me up more—“Is this love or a transaction?” Ugh, brain hurts! I’d just bail, grab a beer, an’ watch the movie again. “The truth? What truth?”—that’s what the guy says, an’ I’m like, yeah, what truth indeed? Findin’ a prostitute? Pfft, too confusin’ for this Simpson!

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Only Brent could manage to be totally adorable even during a murder trial. Really miss him on RHAP!

I finally get to the lab, and it’s chaos. My colleague, Sarah, is freaking out. Apparently, our samples got mixed up. Like, how does that even happen? I mean, we’re biochemists, not toddlers playing with crayons! I’m ready to pull my hair out. I mean, c’mon! We’re in Brent, not some lab in a sci-fi movie.

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