"Hey princess."
"Hi! I haven't seen you in a while, wow."
"Someone's excited to see me. It's only been 3 days, Mella."
"I thought you'd bail today."
"I keep my promises. Anyway, I'll get my usual."
"How about dessert?"
"Unless it's you, I'm not really in the mood for dessert."
"I saved a plate of crème brûlée for you. I mean, if you want."
"How much?"
"It's on the house."
"You sure, princess?"
"Yeah. A little complimentary dessert for our favourite regular customer. $5.00 for your drink."
"Here. If I didn't know you hated my guts, I'd have assumed you were into me."
"I'm just doing my job as the manager."
"Anyone else getting free dessert, Ms. Carmella?"
"Pick up counter, loser."
"You still riding with me tonight or is your new girl giving you a ride?"
"I told her I already have my own chauffeur. And she's not my girl, Trish. We're just..."
"Dating. Anyway, your ex is going to be walking in soon. I'll talk to you later."
"Wait!"
"Hmm?"
"Umm, wait, give me your arm."
"What are you doing?"
"My... my number. In case, you know, I... uhh..."
"In case you need a ride?"
"Y—yeah. A ride."
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