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Caden ordered a simple salmon, deciding to set himself right and pay for everyone, a few of the party members glancing at eachother with small grins. |
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Emily got the cheapest, smallest portion of pork available and just drank water |
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Caden glanced over at her when she ordered, getting pulled to another conversation. |
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She squeezed his hand slightly |
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He squeezed it back, a woman sitting across from him turning towards Emily. "I didn't quite catch your name, could you remind me?" She asked |
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"Emily" She said, a bit shy and intimidated |
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"Oh you're the Emily? The one Caden doesn't stop talking about every single day at work?" She chuckled, knowing her next words would stop Emily dead in her tracks. "So, why do you know about the Howser plan?" |
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"What? I don't know anything about whatever that is..." She said, confused |
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"The Howser plan? Creating by Jim Carter--your father?" She asked |
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Crisp, Clear, and Cool
