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Barry stood next to the red haired girl, trying to ascertain if when he said ‘hi’ and she responded with ‘low’ if she was giving him a clipped ‘hello’ or the antonym for ‘high’.
To stand like a statue was stupid, so playing cool he continued; “See you’re having fun.”
“There are about one hundred and forty nine other places I’d rather be…”
“Only?” he tossed, raising a brow.
She looked at him, made a brief smile.
He returned his practiced slow burn smile. He could see her interest beginning.
