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âYou should always intend your puns.â She said with a laugh. If sheâd learned anything from her immediate and extended family, it was that puns were always intended even when they werenât. When he leaned back against the streetlight, Ross let herself relax a bit as well. âWrong on both accounts. I own a pizza joint. Just opened. If youâre hungry, you should check it out.â She might even be generous and give him a slice on the house.
âYouâre the owner, are you? Do I get any discounts for helping out the cute owner?â He wondered if she inherited the place and came from money or what the story here was. The charm mightâve landed or it mightâve missed the mark. There was a feeling he was reading off her energy though. Something telling him she just might give in. âBut of course, I know investing in a business is tough. Iâll be happy with the company of the aforementioned cute owner.â


















