Sandra was stood in front of Putin Global in a beige coat. It was snowing a little and I darted to her. "Is this perhaps fate?" I asked her. "I'm wearing a beige coat too." "Nah it just the common colour everyone wears," she replied curtly and I resisted the urge to argue with her. "So, it's going to be crowded inside and you don't need to be nervous." "Come on, I'm used to a lot of attention," I replied boastfully. "Everyone eyes is always on me " "Well this might be different. It is not some highschoolers that will be in the building," she warned. "What difference does it makes," I grumbled as we passed through the revolving door. Earlier I had called Tanner. Although he didn't want to let me go, he did of course he had to. Immediately we were in the building, Sandra exchanged greetings and all eyes stuck on me as we pushed through the bustling people. Sandra raised her eyes at me. I understood the ' I told you so' message and replied with a shrug. We reached the elevator soon
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