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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 167 of 307 "No, but I think crabshit and creme salad is funny. Where do they make it?" "Just tell me what happened, Nephi. And don't leave anything out. This could cost us fifty thousand dollars. All of it." "Steve, I just covered. I talked to her. She invited me to lunch. " "She what! Don't you dare tell me you had lunch with her." "Okay, I won't." "But you did?" "Yes." "Do you have nuts for brains? You were thinking with your nuts there Nephi! Did it occur to you that you were thinking with your nuts?" "A little." "I'm not paying you to think with your nuts Nephi. This whole thing is blown." "Well, what more is it that these people need?" "Oh my god! You don't sound so damn eager to race back to Mount Pleasant now! What happened?" He was like an attack dog. A shark smelling blood. I didn't want to tell him she had given me her phone number. I didn't know what the heck to do. "She gave me her phone number." "Did she get a crushy wushy on you, like you got on her?" |
