Page 114 of Right Man, Right Time

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Silas:We have a no whorehouse policy.

Ollie:Good answer. I was testing you.

Silas:Oh, were you now?

Ollie:Yup. You passed.

Silas:Now I can say I truly accomplished something this weekend.

Ollie:You’re welcome.

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Ollie:Excuse me, Potato, what is the meaning of this package you sent me?

Silas:What are you talking about?

Ollie:Don’t play dumb. I know you dropped this package off at my dorm. There’s a weighted blanket inside, along with a fancy coffee maker and the fixings to make a latte . . . with an Agitators mug.

Silas:Oh yeah, that might have been from me.

Ollie:Why did you send this all to me?

Silas:Because you said it was getting drafty in your dorm. Thought you might need something to keep you warm . . . while I’m gone.

Ollie:Okay . . . okay . . . hold up . . . Silas Taters, you realize that’s flirting, right? You’re straight up flirting with me.

Silas:I call it being a good friend.

Ollie:I call it you want me bad, and even though you won’t admit it, you’re showing me with this thoughtful gift.

Silas:Perceive it how you want.

Ollie:I will. You want me.

Silas:Sure, if that’s what you want to believe.

Ollie:It’s not whether or not I believe it, Silas. I fucking know it. Also . . . thank you so much. This was really sweet. I can already feel how warm the blanket is. If only it smelled like you.

Silas:See, that would be flirting.

Ollie:Uh-huh . . . okay.

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Ollie:Weird, I came home to another package. But this was just a bottle of cologne.

Silas:Huh, wonder who sent that to you.

Ollie:I wonder. It actually smells just like you.

Silas:Super weird.

Ollie:You realize this changes everything.

Silas:You realize everything has already changed.

Ollie:Why are you holding out on me?

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