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Let me begin again . I like life on the resort worlds -- always have and , after the upcoming mindwipe , always will . Last year , I rented a small house on Vega IV , a sea world , all islands and reefs and archipelagos , turquoise waters and aquamarine skies , sunrises like symphonies and sunsets like stars gone supernova . There 's only one city : called Nuevo Acapulco in La Enciclopedia del Empirio de la Humanidad , it 's N'apulco to the locals . The N'apulcans are mostly emigrants from Polaris II ; the only difference between them and their Carribbean ancestors is that the ancestors fleeced NorAm tourists . Now the N'apulcans profit from their Hispanic siblings . I do n't mean to sound cynical . I suppose I wish to show that I 'm still capable of a certain authorial distance , a semblance of dispassionate observation . The following events may indicate otherwise . In fine tourist tradition , most homes on Vega IV are named . Mine was The Sleeping Flamingo , and its outer walls were coral pink . Were they mood - sensitive , they would have changed as I first viewed them . The rental agent , an attractive N'apulcan named Tasha Cortez , was not mood - sensitive either . She said , " It 's beautiful , is n't it , Señor Flynn ? " My instinct was to gesture curtly with a cupped hand that she lift the wind boat and take me elsewhere . But she was young and attractive ( as I have said and may say again ) and eager and so happy to be assisting the infamous Bernardo Flynn that I merely raised an eyebrow in mild scepticism . And then , because a playwright can not resist a promising line , I said , " Your Sleeping Flamingo should be put to sleep . "
Who rented a small house on Vega IV ? || Bernardo Flynn
1True
[ "The rental agent , an attractive N'apulcan named Tasha Cortez , was not mood - sensitive either .", "She said , \" It 's beautiful , is n't it , Señor Flynn ? \"", "But she was young and attractive ( as I have said and may say again ) and eager and so happy to be assisting the infamous Bernardo Flynn that I merely raised an eyebrow in mild scepticism .", "Last year , I rented a small house on Vega IV , a sea world , all islands and reefs and archipelagos , turquoise waters and aquamarine skies , sunrises like symphonies and sunsets like stars gone supernova ." ]
Let me begin again . I like life on the resort worlds -- always have and , after the upcoming mindwipe , always will . Last year , I rented a small house on Vega IV , a sea world , all islands and reefs and archipelagos , turquoise waters and aquamarine skies , sunrises like symphonies and sunsets like stars gone supernova . There 's only one city : called Nuevo Acapulco in La Enciclopedia del Empirio de la Humanidad , it 's N'apulco to the locals . The N'apulcans are mostly emigrants from Polaris II ; the only difference between them and their Carribbean ancestors is that the ancestors fleeced NorAm tourists . Now the N'apulcans profit from their Hispanic siblings . I do n't mean to sound cynical . I suppose I wish to show that I 'm still capable of a certain authorial distance , a semblance of dispassionate observation . The following events may indicate otherwise . In fine tourist tradition , most homes on Vega IV are named . Mine was The Sleeping Flamingo , and its outer walls were coral pink . Were they mood - sensitive , they would have changed as I first viewed them . The rental agent , an attractive N'apulcan named Tasha Cortez , was not mood - sensitive either . She said , " It 's beautiful , is n't it , Señor Flynn ? " My instinct was to gesture curtly with a cupped hand that she lift the wind boat and take me elsewhere . But she was young and attractive ( as I have said and may say again ) and eager and so happy to be assisting the infamous Bernardo Flynn that I merely raised an eyebrow in mild scepticism . And then , because a playwright can not resist a promising line , I said , " Your Sleeping Flamingo should be put to sleep . "
Who rented a small house on Vega IV ? || The narrator
1True
[ "The rental agent , an attractive N'apulcan named Tasha Cortez , was not mood - sensitive either .", "She said , \" It 's beautiful , is n't it , Señor Flynn ? \"", "But she was young and attractive ( as I have said and may say again ) and eager and so happy to be assisting the infamous Bernardo Flynn that I merely raised an eyebrow in mild scepticism .", "Last year , I rented a small house on Vega IV , a sea world , all islands and reefs and archipelagos , turquoise waters and aquamarine skies , sunrises like symphonies and sunsets like stars gone supernova ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Is the sculpture heavy ? || Not at all
0False
[ "She handed the sculpture to me .", "I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .", "\" Heavy , \" I said , as if he might not have known ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Is the sculpture heavy ? || Slightly
0False
[ "She handed the sculpture to me .", "I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .", "\" Heavy , \" I said , as if he might not have known ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Is the sculpture heavy ? || Very light
0False
[ "She handed the sculpture to me .", "I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .", "\" Heavy , \" I said , as if he might not have known ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Is the sculpture heavy ? || Yes it is
1True
[ "She handed the sculpture to me .", "I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .", "\" Heavy , \" I said , as if he might not have known ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo live ? || In Tasha's house
0False
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "He lives around here somewhere ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo live ? || Under the sculptures
0False
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "He lives around here somewhere ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo live ? || Within the narrator's range
1True
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "He lives around here somewhere ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo live ? || Somewhere near the narrator
1True
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "He lives around here somewhere ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo live ? || Around a trash fire
0False
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "He lives around here somewhere ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo live ? || Somewhere around the hill
1True
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "He lives around here somewhere ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo live ? || Underground
0False
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "He lives around here somewhere ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo live ? || Tunnels
0False
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "He lives around here somewhere ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo live ? || Somewhere nearby
1True
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "He lives around here somewhere ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo get his name ? || White colour
0False
[ "\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"", "Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo get his name ? || Big ears
0False
[ "\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"", "Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo get his name ? || From his being lightweight
0False
[ "\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"", "Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo get his name ? || Little
1True
[ "\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"", "Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo get his name ? || From his fondness of sculptures
0False
[ "\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"", "Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo get his name ? || From his habit of running to people
0False
[ "\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"", "Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo get his name ? || From his small size and big furry feet
1True
[ "\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"", "Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo get his name ? || Furry feet
1True
[ "\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"", "Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Where does Frodo get his name ? || From his furry feet and small size
1True
[ "\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"", "Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Is Frodo the narrator 's pet ? || Frodo is a pet
0False
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "Malaquez said , \" Your pet ? \"", "\" Hardly ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Is Frodo the narrator 's pet ? || Frodo is wild
0False
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "Malaquez said , \" Your pet ? \"", "\" Hardly ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Is Frodo the narrator 's pet ? || No, he is not
1True
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "Malaquez said , \" Your pet ? \"", "\" Hardly ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Is Frodo the narrator 's pet ? || Yes
0False
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "Malaquez said , \" Your pet ? \"", "\" Hardly ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Is Frodo the narrator 's pet ? || Yeah
0False
[ "I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"", "Malaquez said , \" Your pet ? \"", "\" Hardly ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Did Tasha know that the sculpture was heavy ? || Yes he did
1True
[ "Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet .", "She handed the sculpture to me .", "\" Heavy , \" I said , as if he might not have known .", "He laughed ." ]
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air . Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food . Tasha oohed in awe . I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? " Malaquez said , " Your pet ? " " Hardly . He lives around here somewhere . I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . " " Ah , " Malaquez said . " Why ' Frodo ' ? " Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet . What else could he be called ? " She handed the sculpture to me . I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo . " Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known . He laughed . " My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire . Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . " He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old . " Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... "
Did Tasha know that the sculpture was heavy ? || Definitely not
0False
[ "Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet .", "She handed the sculpture to me .", "\" Heavy , \" I said , as if he might not have known .", "He laughed ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why does the narrator state that she does " not remember any of this well " ? || It was very long time ago
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why does the narrator state that she does " not remember any of this well " ? || Someone told him about what happened and he wasn't actually there that night
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why does the narrator state that she does " not remember any of this well " ? || He was drunk that night
1True
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why does the narrator state that she does " not remember any of this well " ? || He has bad memory
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why does the narrator state that she does " not remember any of this well " ? || They had too much to drink
1True
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why did Tasha think herself an expert in Solevgrad jazz ? || She loved Solevgrad jazz
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why did Tasha think herself an expert in Solevgrad jazz ? || Her neighbor played it constantly, loudly, and badly
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why did Tasha think herself an expert in Solevgrad jazz ? || She was drunk, otherwise had no idea what that was
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why did Tasha think herself an expert in Solevgrad jazz ? || Because she loved her school
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why did Tasha think herself an expert in Solevgrad jazz ? || Because she studied in school
1True
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why was the other person arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || That person had a neighbor who always played it
1True
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why was the other person arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || He played Solevgrad jazz
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why was the other person arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || He studied Solevgrad jazz in school
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why was the other person arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || He loved Solevgrad jazz
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why was the other person arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || He was drunk and thought himself an expert
1True
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why were the narrator and Tasha fighting over Solevgrad jazz ? || Tasha thought she knew more about it because she studied it, the narrator thought they knew more because their neighbor played it
1True
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why were the narrator and Tasha fighting over Solevgrad jazz ? || They both play Solevgrad jazz
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why were the narrator and Tasha fighting over Solevgrad jazz ? || They were both drunk and both thought themselves as experts
1True
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why were the narrator and Tasha fighting over Solevgrad jazz ? || They both studied Solevgrad jazz at school
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why were the narrator and Tasha fighting over Solevgrad jazz ? || They both love Solevgrad jazz very much
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What discussion topic does Nardo feel that Tasha was obligated to follow along with ? || His neighbor who played jazz constantly and loudly
0False
[ "The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .", "She had no choice but to follow ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What discussion topic does Nardo feel that Tasha was obligated to follow along with ? || Solevgrad Jazz
0False
[ "The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .", "She had no choice but to follow ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What discussion topic does Nardo feel that Tasha was obligated to follow along with ? || Her idea that she was an expert in Solegrad jazz
0False
[ "The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .", "She had no choice but to follow ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What discussion topic does Nardo feel that Tasha was obligated to follow along with ? || Her obsession with fame
1True
[ "The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .", "She had no choice but to follow ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
On which topic did Tasha think of herself as an expert because she studied it in school ? || The play "Captured Moments"
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
On which topic did Tasha think of herself as an expert because she studied it in school ? || Solevgrad jazz
1True
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
On which topic did Tasha think of herself as an expert because she studied it in school ? || An inconsequential topic
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
On which topic did Tasha think of herself as an expert because she studied it in school ? || Obsession
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
On which topic did Tasha think of herself as an expert because she studied it in school ? || Fame
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What subject did Tasha study in school ? || Sociology
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What subject did Tasha study in school ? || Solevgrad jazz
1True
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What subject did Tasha study in school ? || Psychology
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What subject did Tasha study in school ? || Math
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What is the name of the person Tasha was arguing with ? || Malaquez
0False
[ "She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .", "I 'll see Emil home . \"", "\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What is the name of the person Tasha was arguing with ? || Emil
0False
[ "She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .", "I 'll see Emil home . \"", "\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What is the name of the person Tasha was arguing with ? || Nardo
1True
[ "She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .", "I 'll see Emil home . \"", "\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What does Nardo assent to Tasha doing ? || Stop obsessing with fame
0False
[ "I 'll see Emil home . \"", "\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .", "Emil asked , \" You 're all right ? \"", "I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What does Nardo assent to Tasha doing ? || Add Emil to her list of major accomplishments
1True
[ "I 'll see Emil home . \"", "\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .", "Emil asked , \" You 're all right ? \"", "I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What does Nardo assent to Tasha doing ? || Go to The Sleeping Flamingo with him
0False
[ "I 'll see Emil home . \"", "\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .", "Emil asked , \" You 're all right ? \"", "I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What does Nardo assent to Tasha doing ? || Seeing Emil home
1True
[ "I 'll see Emil home . \"", "\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .", "Emil asked , \" You 're all right ? \"", "I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What does Nardo assent to Tasha doing ? || Go home to Emil
0False
[ "I 'll see Emil home . \"", "\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .", "Emil asked , \" You 're all right ? \"", "I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did Nardo think he knew better ? || Predator
0False
[ "Tasha looked at me as if to say , \" I will . \"", "She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did Nardo think he knew better ? || Solevgrad jazz
1True
[ "Tasha looked at me as if to say , \" I will . \"", "She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did Nardo think he knew better ? || Tasha
0False
[ "Tasha looked at me as if to say , \" I will . \"", "She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did Nardo think he knew better ? || Fame
0False
[ "Tasha looked at me as if to say , \" I will . \"", "She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did Nardo think he knew better ? || Psychology
0False
[ "Tasha looked at me as if to say , \" I will . \"", "She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did Tasha study in school ? || Solevgrad jazz
1True
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did Tasha study in school ? || Psychology
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did Tasha study in school ? || She didn't go to school
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why was Tasha arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || She didn't argue about it
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why was Tasha arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || She played Solevgrad jazz
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why was Tasha arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || She studied it in school
1True
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why was Tasha arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || She was the only person who wasn't drunk and wanted to explain
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why was Tasha arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || She was drunk and thought herself an expert
1True
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did the narrators neighbor constantly play loudly and badly ? || R'n'B
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did the narrators neighbor constantly play loudly and badly ? || Solevgrad jazz
1True
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did the narrators neighbor constantly play loudly and badly ? || Ethnic music
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did the narrators neighbor constantly play loudly and badly ? || Drums
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did the narrators neighbor constantly play loudly and badly ? || Years
0False
[ "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
According to Nardo , who did Tasha feel took her side of the argument ? || Nobody
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
According to Nardo , who did Tasha feel took her side of the argument ? || Emil
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
According to Nardo , who did Tasha feel took her side of the argument ? || Malaquez
1True
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
According to Nardo , who did Tasha feel took her side of the argument ? || Nardo
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why does Nardo struggle to remember these events ? || It was very long time ago
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why does Nardo struggle to remember these events ? || He was drunk
1True
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why does Nardo struggle to remember these events ? || He wasn't there and is just the narrator
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why does Nardo struggle to remember these events ? || He has bad memory
0False
[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
Why does Nardo struggle to remember these events ? || He drank too much
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[ "I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .", "( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ." ]
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had . Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine . She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert . I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better . Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha . So , I think , did she . The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made . She had no choice but to follow . ( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to . Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments . Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed . Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . " She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo . I 'll see Emil home . " " Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why . Emil asked , " You 're all right ? " I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent . They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves . Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep . She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning .
What did Nardo 's neighbour play constantly , loudly , and badly ? || The drums
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[ "Tasha looked at me as if to say , \" I will . \"", "She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .", "Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .", "I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ." ]