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Take Me Out to the Ballgame
"Donna."
"Yes?"
"We're all going to Chigago to meet with Mayor Daley about HUD."
"What, no DNC fundraiser?"
"Yeah, probably one of those, too."
"When?"
"Uh, July 10-15."
"That works out well for you."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"That's when I'm going to be in Chicago to see the Cubs, so I guess
I'll be fetching and carrying for you."
"Really."
"Wonder how that happened."
"Coincidence, I guess."
"Sure."
"I'm serious!"
"You're following me to Chicago, Josh. That's kind of sweet, in a
creepy kind of way."
"Huh?"
"You're stalking me, Josh."
"I am not!"
"Come on, Josh. You made me go with you to see Mike Piazza. You demand
to know my exact whereabouts at any given time of day. Now you're
following me to Chicago."
"Am not."
"Are too, and I can prove it."
"How?"
"Whose idea was this trip?"
"Sam's."
"That's not what Cathy, Bonnie, Ginger, and Margaret say."
"Well, what do they say?"
"They say that you persuaded Sam to convince the President to talk to
Mayor Daley about HUD in the projects."
"Why would I do that?"
"Because you're stalking me, haven't you been listening?"
"Against my will. Ow!"
"Oh, you big baby. How could that possibly hurt?"
"It did."
"I tapped you on the head with a pencil. That does not hurt."
"See how you like it."
"That didn't hurt, Josh."
"Did too."
"It did not, Josh!"
"I have a sensitive head.'
"That's because there's no hair left to cover it."
"Hey!"
"You should really work on your aim, Josh. That paperclip missed me by
a mile."
"I try."
"And that's the important thing."
"Don't you have some trivia to memorize or something?"
"Don't you have a staff meeting five minutes ago?"
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