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86. Testing patience
For the sake of the neighbors, they finished cutting the tiles at eight o'clock. A little earlier, Matthew had put the food in the oven and by the time it was heated up, all four of them were washed, dressed, and ready to party.
Patrick and Nick set the table in the dining area in the living room, while Matthew and Mike took care of the food.
“What are we celebrating?” Jo asked, entering. “It doesn't look like a normal dinner but a real fiesta.”
“We did a great job so we have a reason to celebrate.” Patrick announced proudly.
“Oh yeah… who will believe it?” Jo doubted. She knew their skills very well and knew what to expect from them but she chose not to expose them.
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