He beams, unperturbed by the menacing stare. "That's dope man, nobody really appreciates what I'm doing, know what I'm saying?" He grabs a stack of envelopes, handing them over. "J.Lo swears on your workout. You got fanmail, too!"
More papers, cards, a wallet. "There you go, man, credit cards, ID, driver's license, library card, CV..."
He pauses when he suddenly thinks of something. "Hey, so I didn't know about the food thing but do you want me to put nutrition in there, too? Like, you could be a... a healthy food expert. Maybe you can hold, like, a presentation on it?" Snapping his fingers. He's clearly having fun thinking these things up. "Or, or, like your own diet! Ketout of here and get ready for the next big thing!"
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He beams, unperturbed by the menacing stare. "That's dope man, nobody really appreciates what I'm doing, know what I'm saying?" He grabs a stack of envelopes, handing them over. "J.Lo swears on your workout. You got fanmail, too!"
More papers, cards, a wallet. "There you go, man, credit cards, ID, driver's license, library card, CV..."
He pauses when he suddenly thinks of something. "Hey, so I didn't know about the food thing but do you want me to put nutrition in there, too? Like, you could be a... a healthy food expert. Maybe you can hold, like, a presentation on it?" Snapping his fingers. He's clearly having fun thinking these things up. "Or, or, like your own diet! Ketout of here and get ready for the next big thing!"