[ Midge rolls her eyes, although it's lovingly -- she really has to explain that henleys look like long underwear to her one day -- and practically leaps into his arms for a quick, non skin-to-skin hug.
Take that, neural empathy what-ever-it-is. Midge Maisel can still hug people. She pulls away, winking. ]
Now. I can't believe I'm saying this, but enough about me--let's talk about you and the people you know.
[ It's honestly nice, to have this kind of frequent contact. You don't realize how much you miss something until it's well and truly out of your grasp, and he's spent months isolating himself physically out of personal safety.
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Take that, neural empathy what-ever-it-is. Midge Maisel can still hug people. She pulls away, winking. ]
Now. I can't believe I'm saying this, but enough about me--let's talk about you and the people you know.
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Midge isn't pushy about it, it's just there. ]
All right, all right. Where do you wanna start?