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Leonie staggers in wearing an evening gown. Her face is caked with thick makeup and she smells like alcohol. She has just returned from a dinner where she had more than a few drinks. Unsteadily, she stumbles toward Andrea. Andrea tries to push her away. Leonie tries to slap Andrea across the face, but Andrea grabs her hand and slaps her first. “Leonie, what the hell are you doing?” she asks. The slap seems to sober Leonie, and she covers her face. “What am I doing? Don’t play innocent, you vindictive b***h,” Leonie says, “I only frisked you to see if Dr. Peters gave you any pills and and I already apologized publicly. I can’t believe you’re so petty.” “That didn’t make it okay,” Andrea answers, “Next time, you should think clearly and carefully before you take such a foolish risk” “Oh