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"Wait a minute! She thinks you like Jonah so she hates on you. Ooo wait til I get hold of her" Hope says running in the direction Rosie went. I grab hold of her arm. "Hope there's no point. I don't like Jonah anyway. She can have him. I'm just greatful for the job." Hope looks at me. She pulls out of my grasp and folds her arms. "When you were in there with wannabe Mrs Marais, Randy told me that the guys have a fitting so we have the rest of the day off." I laugh. Hope looks at me confused. "Poor Jonah. He has to put up with Rosie." Hope joins me in laughing until we get outside. We calm down as we get into the car and she begins to drive. "Are you sure you don't like him?" I slap Hope on the arm. "No. He's my boss and that's it." Hope just nods and goes back to concentrating on driving.

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