. . . and this is why I drink.
RIC: [Reaches over in bed and gently shakes me] Are you awake?
ME: [very light sweet-sounding snore]
RIC: [Continues shaking] Hey, are you awake?
ME: [Groggily] Huh? What?
RIC: Are you awake?
ME: [Rousing from slumber, confused, and anxious] What? Is everything okay? What's up?
RIC: Are you awake?
ME: [Worried] I am now. Is everything okay? What's up?
RIC: Do we have Italian sausage?
ME: What?
RIC: Do we have Italian sausage?
ME: You woke me up from a sound sleep to ask that?
RIC: I couldn't sleep. I was worried we didn't have everything for the spaghetti..
ME: Open the wine.
RIC: It's four a.m.
ME: I know.
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