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Chapter 43

After going to her apartment so she could pack a bag he took her to a antique little restaurant in the middle ground of the megacity. There were tables outward and seeing it was a lovely day they ate at one of those tables. Not being veritably empty she ranged only a salad and ice tea, he, on the other phase, had the sandwich special, participating his feasts with her. ' We should go to this devious little flea request that I see. " He smiled at her. " We 'll pick up some fresh conclusion and I 'll get the constituents to make my notorious pasta sauce and bend spaghetti for our regale tonight. " She appeared at him distrustfully, raising an eyebrow. ' notorious sauce, you see how to bend? " He screamed. ' I ca n't bend a lot of effects but spaghetti, I can. One of the kitchen staff that worked out for my father tutored me how to make the sauce and at the expenditure of tooting my own cornucopia it's the stylish you'll ever endure. " ' Well, I guess we 'll know, " she spoke, a smile

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