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Hello, James is it? [Her voice is pained] This is Christine. I'm a - a friend of Meg's. Thank you for allowing me to stay in your apartment - I tried not to wreck anything here.
[A sigh, slightly irritated]
On behalf of Meg though, I must make a request - I think I frightened her this evening. For a variety of reasons - but she did seem disturbed by yourself. She's young, you know, and - [Her shudder can be heard] At least she's more horrified than impressed. Could you try and help her, at least a bit?
There's been some lovely fashions this spring in dresses - pants, really aren't necessary.