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"Hey!... Michael is my butler, and he's here to drive my limousine, not to carry your packages."
"But you were the one who suggested taking me shopping. By the way, thanks for the card. I think I'll save the rest of the limit for my expenses this week..."
"Do as you wish!... By the way, that card isn't a gift. I'll deduct each of your purchases from your salary." She entered the limousine angrily. "Let's go, Michael. I don't have all day, and I want to go home and wash my hair."
"Wait!" He shouted, causing the butler to stop the limousine.
"Now what do you want?" She responded, rolling down the window.
Raindrops started falling, soaking everything in their path.
"You better get in the limousine!" She ordered, opening the door. "If you stay in the rain, you'll catch a cold, and your nice new suit will get wet!" She was speaking to him tenderly now.
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