... "Do you want to skip dessert now and go dancing, then eat a late dessert on our way home." "OK," Dan said, reaching for his credit card to pay for the meal. Ellen beat him to it. "I've got to spend my salary on something," she said as the waitress walked away with her card. "Were you dressed like this the time Becky brought you here?" Dan asked, feeling foolish as he did so. "No," Ellen said ...
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