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“Todd?” Manmeet questioned. “Why did you just suggest that Gupta break his leg? I thought you liked him?”
“Oh no. It’s what you say to someone when they’re going on stage,” Todd explained. “You know, in a play or a...a band...?”
Manmeet still looked confused. “Why not say ‘good luck’?”
“Because that’s bad luck in the world of theater.” Todd saw realization dawn on Manmeet’s face.
“Aaaahh, I see. So what you really mean is Don’t break a leg...or mess up...or fail horribly.”
Todd nodded his head vigorously.
Manmeet turned a little green. “Does Gupta know that?”