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[[At dinner that evening at Château Escargots, Trudy and Nega-Nick (masquerading as "our" Nick) talk with Annette and Gerald from Underwood Insurance.]]
Annette: Well, for "quiet, simple folk," you seem to have everything put together. I must say, you two make quite the couple...

[[Trudy is visibly shaken, and rushes to clarify.]]
Trudy: What? N-no! W-we're not --
Nega-Nick: [interrupting]] We're... just coworkers. [he points to his wedding ring] In fact, I'm married to our DBA.

Annette: Oh! I'm sorry... It's just... You two seem to work so well together... You have a sort of chemistry...
Nega-Nick: That's OK. We went out on a date once or twice, long ago.
[[Trudy cringes.]]

Annette: [smiling apologetically] Well, it's good to see that didn't get in the way of your professional relationship...
Trudy: [attempting to smile, but looking a bit manic] No, we get along just peachy...
Nega-Nick: [waving dismissively] Never any drama around GPF...