[ Oh. It's better news than if she'd said that yeah, some creep had been following her around, but when she pulls out the fortune cookie, his eyes go wide. He hesitates for a second, and then reaches into his own pocket, pulling out a crumpled strip of paper. A fortune from a fortune cookie. ]
OK, well, then I either got good news or bad news. [ He meets her eyes, giving her a helpless grin. ]
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OK, well, then I either got good news or bad news. [ He meets her eyes, giving her a helpless grin. ]
It's not just you.