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Thud, thud, two white sugar cubes dropped into the coffee, dissolving instantly into the dark brown liquid.
"Miss, please add another cube for me," Dean's deep blue eyes twinkled mischievously as he smiled and gave the waitress a playful wink.
"Certainly, sir," the petite Italian waitress added another sugar cube with her tongs.
Without Dean having to do anything, the waitress's hand brushed against his palm as she picked up a coffee spoon and gently stirred.
"Sir, your coffee is ready to enjoy," the girl said, batting her eyelashes at Dean before swaying away from the table.
"It's clear she likes you," Gary observed with a look of amusement, "If you go after her now, you'd easily get the contact info of a pretty girl."
"Compared to a girl's heart, I'd prefer to discuss Price's List with Mr. Gary at this moment," Dean remarked, satisfied as the sweetness of the coffee unfolded in his mouth and he set down his cup.
