"Your mom has cancer?"
"Wow, great social skills there, Franklin. How are the ladies not lining up?"
"Oh, fuck you."
"Not convincing me."
"I'm being serious here. Your mom has cancer?"
"Yeah..."
"I'm sorry."
"It's fine."
"Is that why you couldn't refuse when she asked you to volunteer here?"
"Well, you can't tell your dying mom 'no', can't you? It's mean, even for me."
"I know. I nearly died of shock when Eva told me you were visiting her. I thought it was impossible."
"Oi! I could be nice."
"Right."
"I am nice- when given a suitable amount of money to properly behave."
"See? I knew there's money involved. There has to be something."
"Sometimes, Eva pays me in lollipops to not scream at customers."
"Of course she does."
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