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“I was expecting wine.”

“The rest of the courses probably will be,” he said. “Except maybe the last one or two.”

“What will they be?”

“Maybe brandy or something to compliment the dessert.”

“Brandy?!”

He shrugged. “Sure, why not?”

“I thought brandy was only for gangsters.”

“Gangsters and little old ladies.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’ll be sloshed if the other drinks are as strong as this one.”

“Don’t worry,” he said. “I’ll take good advantage- I mean care- of you.”

I swallowed. “Speaking of taking advantage,” I said, eager to change the subject. “Before you try and pull anything, I want to make sure you know I intend to go Dutch with you on the dinner bill tonight.”

“That’s not happening.”

“Why not?”

“Cause it’s my treat.”

“But I always go Dutch on the first Tinder date.”

“That may be the case,” he said. “But this isn’t your first Tinder date. It’s your last.”

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