Yeah, well...men are liars. [it's an automatic response, not knowing who this "he" was]
[she should probably say more. She was trying to run through the scenario in her mind, a regular "What would Angel do?" playing in her brain. But all she could really think to do was stand there dumbly with that bundle of clothes in her arms. She wasn't really one for Brady Bunch moments]
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[she should probably say more. She was trying to run through the scenario in her mind, a regular "What would Angel do?" playing in her brain. But all she could really think to do was stand there dumbly with that bundle of clothes in her arms. She wasn't really one for Brady Bunch moments]