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| God, I can't stand that Doug guy. He's such a creep. He took me out the other night just to get a bargain on the restaurant. Can you believe that? | |
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| Yeah. Definitely not your type. You need someone more, uh... sophisticated. You know, my older brother has a friend you just may hit it off with. | |
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| Well, I don't know. I wouldn't ask you to do that. I mean, I-- | |
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| C'mon now. It's the least I could do for all your help on the O'Brien account. | |
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