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...What? [He is so lost.]

My-my boss. My boss she offered to pay for me to go to college and finish my PhD, all I have to do is keep working with her and then um...then stay with her once I've passed.

...Which boss? The departmental psychologist?

That's fuckin' awesome, Em. Congratulations, ya deserve it.

T-the woman, with the FDNY...uh... [is just TOO shocked]

That's awesome. That's really great.

Yer gonna say yes, right?

How can I say no? Sure I'm giving up the next five years of my life to more studying, but it's what I wanna do. A-and the money, it's gonna help so I don't have to work too jobs and be so tired I can't spend time with Don, you and Lu.

If it's what ya wanna do, let us know if we can help ya with anythin'. We're gonna be right here.

We should do dinner. Celebrate. We're lookin' fer a place, wanna have it set by Halloween. Wanna have a belated celebration?

[nods] It's what I want to do. Pending disaster I...[laughs] I thought I'd have to go part time just to pay for this.

That's a couple of months away, I want to celebrate before that.

Well, yeah, but wanna have somethin' fer ya at our place. Our apartment's too small. Have ya over, Don, yer dad, yer brother an' his wife. Have cake. I'll cook?

[shrugs her shoulders] I don't know, I don't wanna plan anything, just in case.

Well, we can not plan it an' then do it when we get our place. Whenever that is... we're lookin', we found some we wanna check out.

[bites her lip] Let me talk t'Don about this, please.

I won't say anythin' ta him.

Congratulations.

No, I mean... [laughs] Maybe he'll want to do something, or y'know, organise something.

Oh. Gotcha.

But we can still do somethin' fer ya at our place when we get it, when it gets fixed up.

*Laughs cuz he's gotta.* Congrats, Em, got a school picked out?

[in a state of shock] John Jay College of Criminal Justice at CUNY