“Hey! I told you that in confidence.”

“You told me that when you were hammered. Remember? That Friday after Melissa dumped you for that buzz-cut boiler-room dude with the pinkie ring.”

“You mean the hedge-fund analyst with the Lexus, the apartment overlooking Michigan Avenue and the condo on the lake in New Buffalo?”

“Is that how she described him? … You poor sap.”

“I’m happy she’s happy.”

“Stop it.”

“She followed her bliss…”

“I’ll have to kill you.”

“Found her soulmate.”