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I Don't Mean To Change The Subject Or Anything, But Have You Tried Concealer On That Zit?" Cynthia Lotte - Hot Six

Excuse Me?" I Said, Palms Down On The Formica Tabletop. "coffee? I Thought We Came Here For Pie." "i Don't Eat The Kind Of Pie They Serve Here." I Felt A Flash Of Heat Go Through My Stomach. I Knew Firsthand The Kind Of Pie Ranger Liked.

Since I Write In First Person And Have No Idea What Goes On In Men's Heads.

I Took The Stool Next To Him, Raising An Eyebrow At The Coffee And Cruller On The Counter. "thought You Weren't Into Internal Pollution," I Said. Lately Ranger'd Been On A Health Food Thing. "props," Ranger Told Me. "didn't Want To Look Out Of Place." I Didn't Want To Burst His Fantasy Bubble, But The Only Time Ranger Wouldn't Look Out Of Place Would Be Standing In A Lineup Between Rambo And Batman.

Stephanie, I'm Begging You. Eat Some Doughnuts. I Can't Keep Going Like This." - Morelli