von and minz talk on the telephone about food, sex and prudery.

von: [eating a plum] i don't know where all this hunger is coming from!
me: it must be this invigorating talk we're having!

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me: so wouldn't you be really scandalised if i upped and married [person von disapproves of]?
von: no, i'd just think you have very poor taste.

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me: [about julian's prudery] so he is horrified that when he comes i don't have a futon for him. it was amazing! i offer him half my bed and all of a sudden i'm the whore of babylon!

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von: your cough sounds quite bad
me: yes...do you think i'm dying of consumption?
von: please lah, you will have to be like lin daiyu, coughing blood and being tubercular. are you pale and thin and weak?
me: well, on the thin count i guess i haven't got consumption.

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me: eh, julian and i have a pact where we look out for suitable men for each other. you should join us. then we could send you nice men. [realising mistake.] i meant nice women.
von: oh, you can send both, just in case.