Becky

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Ummm.

Hi.

- Sorry. Come in, come in.

- It's ok.

Wow. Nice place.

That was my first online dating experience.

Just some awkward conversation about extratractors...

...star files, I don't...

...even remember.

- Sounds like a fun time.

Ohh.

- Guess the bar isn't set

to high for you tonight? - No, but...

...I am pleasantly surprised by tonight's company.

Like wise.

So when we were texting the other day, you said

something about only being in town for a couple of days.

- What do you do?

- I'm a contractor...

...but I also work out of town. If it wasn't for the

internet, I'd find it impossible to meet woman.

- Let alone anybody for that matter.

- Sometimes that's better...

...having a small circle less to deal with.

- Completely.

So what about you?

- You've got to give me the recipe for

this pasta sauce. - Made from scratch.

Impressive. A contractor who's also a master chef.

- Would you like some more wine?

- I would love some.

Man, she digs you, man.

Do you blame her?

Steven. I don't won't to drink alone out here.

I'll be right out.

So Becky, I was thinking.

Becky?

I had to change into something else.

I hope you don't mind?

Help.

Somebody help.

I didn't do anything to you.

You're crazy.

Crazy?

Your the one

who invited a stranger into your apartment.

On the off chance she'd sleep with you.

I think that makes you crazy.

My lucky night.

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