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she responds, scurrying away.
“It's Mr. Tony.”
Mr. Tony, my foot
“Call him Tony,” I say.
“Who do we have here?” Tony says, appearing from the corridor.
“Manhattan’s latest couple, my friend, relationship indeed looks good on you,” he says, smiling.
“Mr. Tony, what do I offer you?”
“Süsser, call him Tony, and he knows where to get anything he wants.”
“I'm hurt. Please call me Tony, Patricia."
“If you insist,” she says, blushing.
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