Chapter Six. Movie

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Olive.

"Oliver! Oliver Stanton!"Oliver turned around in his bar stool.

"Bar stool at work, Oliver? That's how much you love drinking?"Bryant Tripp and Pepper Clearwater were smiling, hand in hand, in front of him.

"Hey! Oh my God, how did you find me?"

"You sound like you've been avoiding us."

"No, I just... Where have you guys been?"Pepper beamed and shook her hand in Oliver's face.

"Okay, Bryant, your girlfriend wants me to kiss her hand, is that cool with you?"

"No, just look at it."

"See, Pepper, I can't, your boyfriend is too protective."

"No, really, look at it.""Oh- ring." said Oliver, stupidly. "Um. Married. You guys are married?! Congrats! How long has it been?"

"Eight months exactly."

"Wow so long?"

"Uh huh!" Pepper said excitedly. "I'm pregnant."

"Pregnant!" Oliver pretended to faint and actually fell from his chair. Bryant laughed and Pepper helped him up.

"Do you know..."

"No, but the doctor's quite sure it's a girl."

"That's great. So.. what brought you up here?"

"We want to ask you to be godfather."

"Oh, of course! Next time you might as well just write my name on the sheet without coming all this way to see me."

"Well we also wanted to have lunch- can the studio grant you a break?"

"It belongs to me actually."

"Really? That's so cool. What do you even do?"

"Me? I'm a costume designer-for movies."

"Nice. What are you working on?" Bryant peered over Oliver's shoulder.




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