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"How the hell do you call Russia from Greece? It's like trying to figure out rela-fucking-tivity. And still, I gave it several shots. Of Ouzo. Seriously, you have no idea how much your situation is affecting me. I've been stress-eating my way across Greece." I frowned. "You don't stress-eat--" "Cock, Natalie. I was stress-eating cock. There, you made me say it, happy now?" "Opa!"