BRAD: I’m not Bradley.
ANGELINA: Brad, then.
BRAD: I’m not Brad, either.
ANGELINA: Fine. Joe Isuzu, or whatever that whole thing was.
BRAD: No, Angelina. I’m none of those people tonight.
ANGELINA: Then pray tell, who are you?
BRAD: I am NED PANTYWAIST, mild-mannered paperie owner by day, even MILDER-mannered arm candy by night. You want an opinion? I have none! You want to go over there? Whatever! Just pull! You want to slap me in the face with an inflatable canary? Well, I probably have feelings about that, but I will suppress them!
ANGELINA: I’m sorry, did you just SHOVE ME in front of you?
BRAD: Would Ned Pantywaist really shove anyone? No. He would NUDGE. And cower. Do you need any personalized letterhead? How about calling cards?
ANGELINA: This role-playing thing was way more fun when we were doing cop/thief, or wild boar/dog with rabies, or even Ross and Rachel. Do I at least look fabulous?
BRAD: Sure, doll. Ned Pantywaist will say whatever you want.
ANGELINA: Ned Pantywaist will be screaming for mercy when I get through with him tonight.
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