Kate: Last night, I ended up . . . kind of . . . smoking crack.
Charlie: Wait, what?
Kate: There was this drunk girl outside the bar. She needed help. She needed a ride. I didn’t know . . . I ended up smoking crack.
Charlie: Wait, wait, wait. How does that even happen? I mean, so you give someone a ride she rewards you with a crack?
Kate: She seemed desperate, okay? She’s…she needed a ride home.
Charlie: Where? Where does she live?
Kate: Downtown. I think she . . . maybe she lived in a tent. I don’t know.
Charlie: What?
Kate: I don’t know. She might have been homeless. She might have been a prostitute.
Charlie: Hey, okay. I’m just playing devil’s advocate. Maybe it’s the crack smoking you need help with and not the drinking. I’m just saying.
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Dave: I normally don’t tell people I work with about this, but I’m a bit of an expert when it comes to these things.
Kate: You?
Dave: Yeah, me. I’ve lived a strange one. I’m nine-year sober. AA and NA. Um . . . used to drink cocaine.
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Rochelle: Whoa, this is a surprise. I can’t believe the two of you came to visit. Hell has frozen over. This calls for a celebration. Let’s have some Bloody Marys. Come on in.
Kate: Um . . . water’s fine for me, Mom.
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Rochelle:What’s the matter, honey? You think I forgot how to mix them?
Kate: Oh, it’s just, you know, I asked for water.
Rochelle:Mmm. Please. No means yes where I’m from. Am I right or am I right?
Charlie: Uh-huh.
Kate: Well, um, that’s kind of why I came up here, so . . . um, yeah. I stopped drinking.
Rochelle:Heh. Okay
Kate: I did. I really . . . I really did.
Rochelle:You bet. Oh, are you pregnant?