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[ She quirks a smile, mischief gleaming in her eyes. ]

Play your cards right, sure.

[ She disappears for a few minutes, locking up the back, then the front and flipping the sign to closed. Tugging off her apron, she slides onto the stool next to him, glancing him up and down again. ]

You want another?

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