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Sara's BFFL: [into cellphone] Sara, I just got to your house. I mean, come on.
[pause]
Sara's BFFL: I totally can't. We cannot go to the party without, you know, the *stuff*.
[pause]
Sara's BFFL: Okay, well tell me where it's at. I'm not going to be standing out here forever. Is it in your room? Is it in the kitchen? The back room? Where the fuck is your purse, dude? Okay. Wait, wait, wait, is your dad here?
