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Hello, this is Montague Restaurant, how can I help you?

Forget it, I'm done.

Awe, Vicky. Don't say that. I'm sure one day he'll come through.

Why do I bother?

He's your dad, you love him. The odd chance that he'll pull through is better than the thought that he'll never try.

True enough. Sorry about this. I seem to need you to comfort me during these calls now. It's embarrassing.

No worries Vicky. I don't mind.

Klair, would it seem strange to ask if you would like to have supper this Friday. At the restaurant?

A smidge.

Oh, well then... Uh... Never mind. I'm sorry. I'll hang up now.

Vicky?

Yes?

Can I call you, on my own phone?

Oh... Yes. Please do.

I will.

Don't you need my number?

It's on our records.

So you have records on me?

The restaurant. I'm not. I mean I don't.

It's alright Klair. I'm kidding. I'll look forward to your call.

Right. Bye.

Bye.