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• When you think you have heard every trick in the book, somebody writes a new book. Usually, I forget some old trick that she has played, and here was an old one she was playing on me again.
• On the way to the restaurant, I had a little uneasy feeling, but as we sat down and began ordering, all suspicion faded into thin air. It was a scrumptious lunch and we both enjoyed being together, carefree and enjoying the ambiance.
• When the check came I casually said, "You know, we ought to do this more often."
• She smiled and nodded her head.
• When we got into the car, she said somewhat nonchalantly, "Oh, by the way, since we're here I need to run into the mall and pick up an item."
• When I heard those words, I froze. Not the mall! I hate shopping, especially at the mall. In my mind, the word "mall" is the acronym for May All Lose their Loot. Since I do not have that much loot to lose, I do not like going into a place designed to relieve me of my loot.
• Every time I walk down the center of the mall, I feel eyes glaring at me and piercing to the core of my wallet trying to suck out all my money. And, by the way, they take credit cards. Boy, do they "take" credit cards.
• When we parked at the mall parking lot, I indicated I would stay in the car and wait for her.
• "Oh, no," she exclaimed, "come on in, you need the exercise. I'm just going to run in and run out."

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