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In the attic after dinner. Barbara shows Annie an old fashioned wedding dress.
Barbara: Here it is. The historical society wanted this and I never would give it to them.
Annie: Oh! Moml
Barbara: I notice these things are back in fashion.
Annie: Grandmother's dress.
Barbara: Oh, honey, he'salovely man Annie.
Annie: I know. He is wonderful, isn't he ? And he's such a wonderful athlete.
Barbara: Are his folks nice ?
Annie: You'II love them. We're going down to D. C. tonight to be with them Christmas morning.
Barbara: How did it happen ?
Annie: Well, it's silly really Um, l'd seen him at the office.
Obviously l'd seen him, he's the associate publisher. And then one day, we both ordered sandwiches from the same place and he got my lettuce and tomato on whole wheat which of course he was allergic to, and I got his lettuce and tomato on white.
Annie: It is, isn 't it ? You mrake a million decisions that mean nothing and then one day, you order take-out and it changes your life.
Barbara: Destiny takes a hand !
Annie: Mom, destiny is something we 're invented because we can 't stand the fact that everything that happens is accidental Barbara: Then how do you explain that you both ordered exactly the same Sandwich, except for the bread ? How many people in thisworld like lettuce and tomato, without something else like tuna ?
Annie: Well, it wasn't a sign. It was a coincidence.
Barbara: I was in Atlantic city with my family, Cliff was a waiter. He wasn't even supposed to work that night, and suppose he hadn't.
He asked me take a midnight walk on the steel pier, l've probably told you this a million times, but I don't care. And he held my hand.
At one point I looked down and I couldn't tell which fingers were his and which were mine, and I knew.
Annie: What ?
Barbara: You know.
Barbara: Magic. It was magic.
Barbara: I knew we'd be together forever, and that everything would be wonderful, just the way you feel about Walter. Walter, it's quite a formal name ~ isn't it. One of the things I truly knew was that your father and I were going to have a wonderful time in... the "sack" I believe you call it.
Barbara: Of course it took several years before everything worked like
clock:work in that department, so don 't be worried if it takes a while.
Annie: Well, we already
Barbara: Fine, fine. Fiddle-dee--dee. How's it working ?
Annie: Like.. clockwork.
Barbara: Oh! Honey.
( Annie looks at herself in the mirror and hugs Barbara while the dress rips all of sudden. )
Annie: lt's a sign.
Barbara: You don't believe in signs.