The Road Trip

Grace and Frankie 2×4

& Grace: I don’t know what the division of labor was in your marriage...
    Frankie: Bud did most of the cleaning.

& Frankie: Grace! Grace, you’re not gonna believe what I did. You’re gonna kiss me. Or not. Certainly not on the lips, maybe about the head somewhere.

& Frankie: What is the worst that could happen? That he’s bald? That he still likes you? That he wants to make a suit out of your skin?

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& Frankie: Not to worry. As an amateur sleuth, I always come with three plans: We throw a rock through his window, he has to come out to see who did it.
    Grace: Well, we’re not gonna do that.
    Frankie: OK, then, we ring his doorbell and we run away.
    Grace: We actually can’t do that.
    Frankie: If we run slowly?
    Grace: That’s called walking.
    Frankie: OK. OK. Plan three, and this is my pièce de résistance: We order a pizza. He has to open the door when the pizza guy knocks... He comes out, we duck down, he never sees us.

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