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i wouldnt be the cute lovey dovey type of girlfriend id be the “lets go to mcdonalds at 1am” kind

Darius took a deep breath as they stepped inside, “This place smells good, or rather, the food in it does.”

"It sure does. Where do you wanna sit?" She asked.

"At the back, out of everybody’s way," Darius replied after a short moment of consideration.

"Sure," she said as she walked to a table in the area he described.

Darius took a deep breath as they stepped inside, “This place smells good, or rather, the food in it does.”

"It sure does. Where do you wanna sit?" She asked.

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He smiled at the photo, “I am very glad to hear it, I think we are perfect for each other."

"Oh yeah? Good luck then, dude," Deanna smiled back at him as they walked into the restaurant.

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“Oh ho ho. Sweet, dude. What’s she like?” Deanna asked as she cut the engine.

“Should I run through a list of cliches, or would you be satisfied if I said she is beautiful, and she runs a bar with my sister?” He asked, climbing out of the vehicle.

“I’ll take that,” she chuckled as she exited the car and locked it.

"Looks like your type," Deanna smiled as she looked at the picture.

“Oh ho ho. Sweet, dude. What’s she like?” Deanna asked as she cut the engine.

“Should I run through a list of cliches, or would you be satisfied if I said she is beautiful, and she runs a bar with my sister?” He asked, climbing out of the vehicle.

"I'll take that," she chuckled as she exited the car and locked it.

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"Oh ho ho. Sweet, dude. What's she like?" Deanna asked as she cut the engine.

“Is that just an excuse to have driven around in baby for longer?” Darius asked, smiling to himself, “Jo has accused me of that on several occasions.”

"What? No. That was- wait, who's Jo? Friend of yours?" Deanna smirked as she pulled the car into the parking lot.