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"Hey Stace." Randy said to Stacy as he saw her walking down the hallway towards him.

"Hey Randy, what's up?" Stacy asked.

"Well, I think things are really screwed up with Candice. I've tried everything! And she still won't talk to me!" Randy said.

"Well I'm not sure I blame her after what Lillian said." Stacy said under her breath.

"What did you say?" Randy asked.

"I said that I'm not so sure I blame her after what Lillian said." Stacy said with a bit of a sigh.

"What did Lillian say?" Randy asked.

"I guess she said that you and her were going out, and all this stuff, that you were hanging out all day on Sunday." Stacy said.

"What the heck?" Randy asked "None of that is true!"

"Well, that's what she was saying." Stay responded.

"She should know that that isn't the truth!" Randy said.

"Randy, Candice hasn't had the best experience with guys in the past. If I was her I would probably be doing the same thing." Stacy said.

"Stacy you have to help me." Randy pleaded.

"Randy, I don't know" Stacy said with some hesitation.

"Please, I'll do anything." Randy said.

"What do you have in mind?" Stacy asked.

"Just, give me your phone. If she sees that it's you calling she'll pick it up. She won't answer if I call her. I just want to talk to her." Randy said.

"She is going to hate me for this." Stacy said as she rummaged through her purse.

"Thank you SO much Stacy." Randy said as Stacy pulled the phone out of her purse.

"Hold on, what am I going to get from this?" Stacy asked before handing the phone over.

"You want a BLT, right?" Randy asked.

"Do I!" Stacy asked as she looked down at her stomach.

"I know the best deli in Sacramento. I'll treat." Randy begged.

"Oh, ok fine. Just make this quick then!" Stacy said.