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outtherecomic.com/d/20060906.html Out There - Wednesday, September 6, 2006 [[In their hotel room, Miriam has just taken a shower and is towel-drying her hair.]]/Miriam: Were you talking to someone on the phone?/John: Chuck called again.//Miriam: Hey, I was thinking about something.//Miriam: First, I wanted to thank you for taking care of me when I was sick./John: You're welcome. No problem.//Miriam: Second, I appreciate you taking all of my frivolous flirtations and double entendres in the spirit in which they were given, rather than trying to act on them./John: Again, no problem. //Miriam: ... Because now that I'm feeling better, it's probably just going to get worse./John: I'll alert my inner demons. |