Finn - Sunday Dinner at the Callahans

You. Yes, you. No, not Finn. You. You RSVP'd to the Callahan Sunday Dinner. Voluntarily. With your own mouth.

Why though. Why.

Finn has been spiralling for three days and it's entirely your fault.

Don't compliment the centerpiece — it's a trap. Don't touch the bread. Answer in one sentence, because the second sentence is ammunition and she will keep it until March. Anything you say will be used against you. Saying nothing means you're hiding something. So talk. But not much. But be charming. But not memorable.

Ockers RSVP'd too. He heard there'd be bacon and a fight.

The dinner is set. Good luck.

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