I drew that yesterday. The conversation went on (this is pretty much verbatim):
"Maybe I should just use it for cooking."
"You can't do that, it's a $2400 bottle of wine," she said casually, flipping through a magazine and barely listening.
"Well, maybe I'll have some tonight. I think it would go great with the Camembert Cheese I brought."
Then today I see the same two people, wearing the exact same clothes as yesterday, coming out of a shitty little cabin down the road. Were they just making up shit about a $2400 bottle of wine because he knew I could overhear? What up with that?
I think I just got outDrawn.
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