Stella:
So, anyways, the party tonight...
[Smith groans]
Stella:
You're going. Lorelei, this hot girl from my Emotion Painting class, invited me.
Smith:
Lorelei? As in legendary siren luring helpless sailors to their doom?
Stella:
Yeah, I know. She's gorge and I need a wingman, so you're drafted.
Smith:
So that you can hook up and ditch me after five seconds.
Stella:
Basically.
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