But I've got to be on my way, okay?
Show me your pads and give me a pen and I'll sign my name for you.
Oh, we weren't hoping you'd sign with a pen, the blonde said in a rather gushy voice, getting visibly excited.
But the brunette kept her cool.
What else could I sign with?
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