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PHIL: Oh… Hi Alice…
ALICE: What’s wrong, Phil?
PHIL: I went down to Development to visit Barry, and he made it clear he doesn’t want me around any more.
ALICE: Oh. Well, I’m not surprised.
PHIL: Well I am. Barry and I have been friends for a long time. He claims I’ve changed.
ALICE: You have. You were reprogrammed by Apple to be suave and sophisticated. In Barry’s eyes you’re not the sam eperson any more.
PHIL: I feel like the same person.
ALICE: Phil, the old you would wear the same shirt in to the office every single day for a week. These days you wear fresh, clean uniforms… a concession made for your manager, who is jealous of your superior taste in suits.
PHIL: Ah, poor Brian. Locked into the color brown.
ALICE: See? The old Phil would never comment on the color brown.
PHIL: Yes he would.
ALICE: No, he would laugh because someone said “brown.” There’s a difference.