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I say and that earned me a smirk. "Oh really now?" He said teasingly. "Oh, my poor heart, I don't think it'll survive this trip." He laughed at that so hard and I don't think what I said was that funny. I couldn't help but giggle again. "You're making me so high, Aria. I don't need this champagne with you here." "Is that your pickup line? That's terrible. Who made you say that?" "Nobody, silly. I'm just stating how I feel."

“Not everyone is destined to be mopy all day.” “I was happy this morning.” Flipping him off, he just laughed and sat down on the other side of Jo. “Seriously, why are you so happy?” Beau leaned over Jo and looked at him. “I used this sick pickup line on a girl and it worked.” “I got one for you.” I said, glancing at Steele. “Oh yeah? Let’s hear it.” All eyes turned to me as I set my rag down. “Are you a smoke detector? Because you won’t shut up and fucking annoying.”

“If a guy tries one of those cringy pickup lines, we all freeze and go: ‘You can see us?’ like we’re ghosts. Then we ran towards him with crazy laughter.” I wiggled my eyebrows at them with all the enthusiasm of a sleep-deprived squirrel. Kate looked over her shoulder at me, laughing. “Where do you get these crazy inspirations from?” “From one crazy chick on I***a.gram reels,” I said honestly. “She’s a gift from the chaotic gods.” I don't want to take credit for something that isn't my own creation. “I’ve used a bunch of her stuff. Works like a charm – guys run off like scared weasels. Which, obviously, is the goal.”

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"I can not believe you did that for me...thank you so much! I've been wanting to buy an art piece and make a whole collection for forever now, I really appreciate it. How can I repay you?" "Be my girlfriend? Am I pushing my luck?" "Maybe just a bit but you can get a little kiss on the cheek?" "Progress." I heard him saying before I gave him the little kiss. __________________________

“Thank you.” “Are you okay? That was quite some fall.” He says. “I’m fine, shall we go eat now.” I say. I feel so embarrassed, wow, such a great start to the evening. “Hannah, you look beautiful.” Max say. “Huh. I know.” She says. I kick Hannah from under the table. “Umm thanks Max.” She says. “So do you, Carolina. You look good.” Gabriel says. Good? Do I look good? I mean, a better pickup line would be nice. Well, at least heating the sound of a better compliment would make the evening a little nicer.

"Mr Nick Winston, that was the worst pick up line I've ever heard for the record." The girl beside me laughed and gave thumbs up to Elena saying, "That was a bummer!" Elena laughed together with her. "Then I'll make it only for me." Elena pleaded me, "Ah! No. I need too. Please. I came to eat your cooking. Um… that was the best pickup line ever. It was the first time I heard it. And it's true." She said to that girl, "Mind your business. He's the best." "Go and Look in that row. I'll come after getting here."

I started reciting all the cringy, weird and perverted pick up lines I could think of, all the while watching the jerk King lose his cool. I put my hand over my heart to make my performance seem unfeigned, looking all touched and moved, a bit misty-eyed too. "DARLING, who'd have ever imagined you to be so naughty when you asked me if I sat in sugar because I've got such a sweet ass... I mean buttocks(I feared these primordials would mistake my ass for a donkey if I didn't enlightened them with the specifics). That I'm in all of your inappropriate..."

Turning away from him for a second to reveal my back. I heard his quiet intake of breath. When I turned back, his eyes had darkened. “My apologies. You're two different women. You're…. So sexy. Are you seeing anyone?” “Not really. I came to buy some of the cool art. I hope I can get that piece.” I pointed towards the first one I could see. Lucky for me, it had his name on a golden plaque next to it. He almost spat out his drink. “Oh my god, it's my favourite one. I didn't think… I mean, what would a girl like you need with such raw art?”

In a brief sweep of the camera, I caught a glimpse of a manicured garden through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Absurdly, I couldn’t take my eyes away from the piece of A4 with kiddish scribbles that read, “Sam and Ter, together forever!” That was from a month ago, when I was overcome with a moment of creativity during a late-night shift. I doodled something and sent him a picture. Terry even complimented my art for its unique, childlike whimsy. The supposed masterpiece, valued at no more than fifty cents with the paper included, hung right next to a Picasso.