A meaningful conversation seen through a bottle of San Miguel

R: She's HOW OLD!?
A: If my calculations are correct, if she was born in 1987 that would make her 20 years old today.
R: I can't believe this!
A: You can't believe what?
R: That's she's just 20!
A: What's wrong with 20?
R: Dude, I have a poster of her in my closet!
A: And what's wrong with that?
R: It's from that Red Hot Special Lingerie Edition magazine.
A: Oh, THAT poster...
R: And I bought it 2 years ago. Which means she was 18, which in turn makes her a minor...
A: Uhhh, technically you're no longer a minor when you're 18.
R: Really?
A: Yep.
R: But still...ah never mind. Maybe I'm just over-reacting. I mean, she just looks too old for her age...
A: S'Okay. Europeans tend to look older compared to us anyway.
R: Probably...
A: ...
R: ...
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R: So that means that she's in my age bracket.
A: Oh please. Like that's going to help.
R: I'm just saying...
A: Dude, she's a tennis player. She whacks balls for a living. Doesn't that scare you even a bit?
R: Now that you've mentioned it...
A: ...
R: So does that mean I have to tear her poster down?
A: I dunno. Probably.
R: ...
A: ...
R: But she still looks hot though.
A: Whatever...