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A:
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Oh, I don't know if you heard, but someone moved into that old house down the road.
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B:
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Yeah, I know. I met the owner of the house yesterday as he was moving in. His name is Armand.
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A:
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Really? What's he like? You have to fill me in.
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B:
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Actually, he's a bit strange. I don't know... I've got a bad feeling about him.
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A:
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Really? Why?
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B:
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Well, yesterday I brought over a housewarming gift, but Armand started acting really weird, and then he practically kicked me out! I tried to, sort of, peek into his house, but everything was so dark inside that I couldn't really get a good look.
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A:
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Well, you'll never guess what I saw this morning. A delivery truck pulled into his driveway, and it dropped off a long, rectangular box. It almost looked like a coffin!
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B:
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You see! Why would he...
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C:
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Hello ladies...
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B:
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Ah, Armand! You scared the heck out of me! This is my friend Doris.
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C:
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A pleasure to meet you...If you are not doing anything tonight, I would like to have you both for dinner. I mean...I would like to have you both over for dinner.
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