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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 160 of 307 "Please don't spoil the end of my story." "Do continue. I'll pretend like I don't know what's going to happen." "You have no idea what's going to happen. Remember, this is the weirdest thing that ever happened." She reached into her turquoise handbag and pulled out a pen, "Mind if I write down a little guess on this napkin here?" "Ooh, that would be a fun game. What do I have to give you if you're right." "Nothing. I just like to be right sometimes." She wrote a few words down on the napkin. "I expect you are right sometimes." "Yes, but I used to be wrong a lot." "Me too." "Go on." "So it was close to the end of the class period and no one answered. Well, I found this very strange. It was a Friday. I gave them the small homework of figuring out what they like and asked them to be prepared to discuss it on Monday. I asked them to look through their music collections and find their favorite band. I asked them to think about what movies they like more than others. Pick a favorite anything. You know what I mean, right." |
