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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page^280 of 307 Star Trek geek I was until I was dodging Rhythm's imaginary phaser blasts. "You really-like them, don't you?" "I sure do, Steve." "Hasn't it occurred to you she's gonna find out how you found her?" "I suppose." I had actually give it a lot of thought. I suppose I was just hoping I might be forgiven of all my transgressions and I was praying that there was enough connecting us as people that maybe, just maybe we could find a way to work beyond what was clearly a rocky start. "Nephi, have you played this thing through?" "No, not really." "Well, let me tell you what will most likely happen. You're either gonna end up telling her you work for a private detective or you're gonna tell her that you're psychic or you're just gonna look like a dipshit. Or maybe a stalker. Think about it. It's all bad." "El tiene razon." Buddha whispered to me that Steve was correct. I didn't care. I wanted to race on over to Universal Studios and sweep her up into my arms with a smile and a hug. Love conquers all, right? "So what are you getting at?" I played dumb. |