No, really, dude, I’m sure she’s interested. In fact, she was just telling me before you came in about how she’s tired of young handsome Johnny Depp lookalikes, and she would blow the next Bobby Darin wannabee who stuck his martini-soaked fingers down her blouse. That’s you, Gramps! Hey, it’s your lucky day!
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