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Now, me, I’m picturin’ it all cinematic-like, Del Toro style. Fog rollin’ in, her standin’ there, sassy as hell, givin’ me that “What’s your offer, painter?” look. I’d be nervous, sweatin’ like a pig, thinkin’, *Bob, don’t screw this up, keep it chill.* Maybe crack a joke—“Wanna split a canvas, darlin’?”—but nah, she’d prolly roll her eyes. Realism check, Bob!

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Finally, we’re back at the café, defeated. I’m about to order another coffee when—wait for it—the dog strolls in! Like, seriously? It was just chillin’ at the café the whole time! I can’t even. The dude is over the moon. I’m just relieved.

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