"Hey, Stan," I greeted him, putting a bag in the car. "What can I do for you? I'm getting ready to head out now." "Well, Katrina," he muttered, covering his face with it already angled down. "Do you think I could..." I pushed back my bag and slowly pulled myself out. "What, Stan?" He couldn't make eye contact, and I saw him dancing around a bit too. "Um, I was just hoping... that maybe..."
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