I want to play a game of Solitaire—with my clone.

“I don’t have any money to speak of. And if I did, what’s there to say? They say…”

“Amy, she’s got a memory like an elephant, and a body like a meow.”

“I notice when you’re gone. With you not being there I notice your unbeing, with…”

“I told her “Have a good weekend.” Then I thought, “Idiot. It’s Sunday night.”