Millie:
Oh, wait a minute, don't tell me who you are.
John:
No, I'm not.
Millie:
Oh, you are.
John:
I'm not.
Millie:
Oh, you are, I know you are.
John:
I'm not, no.
Millie:
You look just like him.
John:
Do I? You're the first one that's said that ever.
Millie:
[motions to the mirror]
Yes, you do. Look.
John:
No, my eyes are lighter. The nose.
Millie:
Oh, your nose is very.
John:
Is it?
Millie:
I would have said so.
John:
Oh, you know him better, though.
Millie:
I do not! He's only a casual acquaintance.
John:
That's what you say.
Millie:
What have you heard?
John:
[leans in, lowers his voice]
It's all over the place.
Millie:
Is it? Is it really?
John:
Mmm, but I wouldn't have it. I stuck up for you.
Millie:
I knew I could rely on you.
John:
Thanks.
Millie:
[puts on her glasses]
You don't look like him at all.
[John walks away, pouting]
John:
[to himself]
She looks more like him than I do.
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