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Post by Jacky on Jan 12, 2008 19:39:22 GMT
I notice our audience as well.
"...How 'bout we talk somewhere else." I suggest.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 12, 2008 19:40:38 GMT
"sure, I've got some time on my hands since a couple of months" She rolled her eyes and took chunky peanut butter, then she walked over to the register, leaving the crowd behind.
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Post by Jacky on Jan 12, 2008 19:49:49 GMT
After they both paid their groceries they headed outside together. "How 'bout we talk this over over some coffee?" mort suggested.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 12, 2008 19:52:11 GMT
"Your treat" she said, not feeling like being miss nice girl.
They walked to the one coffeeshop that there was (a regular coffeeshop, not the dutch ones). Carolina sat down and looked at Mort, not sure what to expect next.
At this moment she couldn't figure him out anymore.
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Post by Jacky on Jan 12, 2008 20:00:26 GMT
"Just coffee?" I ask, figuring I can get us some drinks right away.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jan 12, 2008 20:02:23 GMT
"Yes"
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Post by Jacky on Jan 12, 2008 20:20:01 GMT
"Great." He got up to get them some, and returned soon after.
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