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"Well, how about this. I'm getting hungry and there is a cheap little dinner a few blocks away. Why don't we walk down there and grab a greasy burger. I'm not hitting on you or anything, but your the best conversation I have found today." Hector looked around at the biker types in the bar, but no one cared what he was saying.
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"Sure. I'm starting to get hungery." Samantha said absentmindedly started poking the glass infront of her. At least werewolfs wern't involved in this, she would have told him to piss off. Though, some small part of her would have felt guilty about that.
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