Incoming call.
**candy**"Hey !!!!"
"Hi."
"You never said your age ."
"What ?"
"When we were talking last time. I told you my age. You never told me yours."
"Well you didn't ask."
"I am asking now."
"Actually u did not ask even now. You just said it. It is a statement not a question."
"Oh god. What is your age young chef ??"
"I am 20."
"Really ?? How come you cook at a restaurant /take out at such a young age ?"
"Well it was a family thing."
"Oh okay. Hey that brings me to a second question."
"What ?"
"What is your name young chef ?"
"Stalker much ?"
"Nooo...just curious. I can call you young chef for the whole time. I don't mind."
"No need. My name is Jamie."
"Jamie.....hmmm."
"What ?"
"Nah ! Young chef is better."
"Whatever candy. Hey Btw why candy? I mean out of all names why candy."
"Grandma says that my parents loved candy. When they dated, my dad always got my mom lots of candies and mom thought that by naming me candy it will be another thing reminding her of my dad that she will always love."
"Wow. Cool . that's actually meaningful."
"Yeah I know."
"So I'll go then."
"Wait one more thing."
"Yeah ?"
"Send a large cheeseburger with onion rings please. "
"Wait wha-"
"Thank you so much !!! Bye"
"Wai-"
Call ended.
"What the hell just happened."

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