Hello.
Uh, can I talk to Bill?
Who is this?
Crystal.
What do you want?
Your husband, bitch! Give him the phone.
(background noise: "Hillary, what's going on? It's 3 in the morning.")
Some skank named Crystal wants to talk to you.
I'll get it in the other room. You go back to sleep, my love.
Sorry, Crystal. She wasn't supposed to be home this month.
That's okay. Can me, you and your money hook up in the city tomorrow.
Sure. See you around 3 p.m.
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