Bender's P.O.V.
I was brushing my teeth with one of Claire's cosmetic brushes while she looked through my wallet. She was looking at all the pictures I had of girls in there.
"Are all these your girlfriends?" she asked me.
"Some of them," I answered.
"What about the others?"
"Well, some I consider my girlfriends, and some... I just consider."
"Consider what?"
"Whether or not I want to hang out with them." Can she just leave me alone.
"You don't believe in just one guy one girl?" That's a stupid question to ask me.
"Do you?" I asked her. I think I already know the answer though.
"Yeah. That's the way it should be." Thought so.
"Well, not for me."
"Why not?" Claire asked me. I didn't want to answer that, so I just ignored her. I'm not really huge into talking about my relationships. I just changed the subject.
"How come you got so much stuff in your purse?"
"How come you got so many girlfriends?" Claire snapped.
"I asked you first." Clever right. 'Nice one Bender,' I though sarcastically.
"I dunno." Claire shrugged, "I guess I never throw anything away."
"Neither do I."
"Oh." Claire left it alone after that.
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