A Comedy about Dating, Sex, and Romance in NYC (back when phones weren't so smart)

New York Relationships: a Quarrel Over Cats

“…You don’t like my cats. That’s the only reason you’ve never been to my place.”

“That’s not true.”

“Admit it once and for all or I’m hanging up on you. I’m tired of the bullshit reasons about better restaurants, it’s closer to our jobs, you’ve got a better Bach collection, and blah blah blah. It all comes down to my cats. And that’s it. Period. Admit it.”

“Twelve cats is a lot for a studio.”

“But you’ve never even seen the place.”

“Look, four hundred square feet would be tiny for me without a dozen cats and another person…I’m just claustrophobic I guess.”

“And you don’t like cats.”

“That’s not true. I’m just not crazy about being in a cat farm.”

“Admit that you don’t like cats so that I can hang up.”

“Did I just lose my right to dislike cats?”

“Love me, love my cats.”

“I can’t believe I just lost that right.”

“Love me, love my cats.”

“The right to dislike cats is an inalienable right.”

“Not if you love me it’s not.”

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