Three men in tan suits and Dennis, who wears his
hair in a long ponytail and is out here
from Albuqueque because of some crisis
at BroadthrowMicro, sat at the third table.

Uncle Roger was still pretending that he didn't
know me. He had on a tweed suit and a tie with
little pink hula dancers on it. Everytime he got
up to go to the buffet, he looked down
Louise's dress.

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