“if you didn’t want  to buy me a drink  then why the hell
    do we waste our  time talking? it’s not  like she’s ever
    been interested in anything else. use your mind tricks
    on someone  else,  i’m not humoring  you if  there isn’t
    anything in it for me.

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     “you truly think i’m some sort of,” a roll of his eyes. “never mind.” part of him wanted to argue with her, but he already knew that he’d not get anywhere. more importantly, he would only find himself in more trouble. so, he decided to admit defeat – maybe that way she’d stop talking. “you want a drink? fine, i’ll get you one drink.”

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