The girl sitting next to me receives a phone call. She has a peculiar accent that I can't place and she speaks with impeccable grammar. The man on the other end of the line is named Ken. He lives in Rhode Island and today is his birthday. He wants the girl to come down and visit him, but she has other plans in mind.
"I would, you know, but I can't. You see, my friend here in Boston is leaving town to go back to London tomorrow and, well he's from London and you're from Rhode Island..."
She left it hanging. The conversation ended quickly thereafter.
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