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 | Haha! I like you. You're sweet. Have you ever considered leaving this menial work? You know, rising above your station as a lowly waiter and indulging in the finer things in life. I can do that, you know. I can take care of you! | |
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| Oh, yes Ma'am! I've been dreaming about it ever since I moved here to the Big Apple. | |
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| There's more to it than you might imagine. It's not merely a life in the lap of luxury. There are expectations, too, you know? | |
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| You mean like double chop stick jabs to punction my eardrums and bamboo chutes under my finger nails and into my pee hole? | |
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| What, Oh My God, what are you talking about? I would never do that to you!! I would always treat you with kindness and only with respect and courtesy. | |
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| Oh, well, umm ... then, uh, no, I'm cool just being a waiter. | |
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