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"You design furniture and …you own the business."
My hand falls away and my jaw goes slack.
She grins broadly, revealing several tiny yellow tail feathers that must have lodged themselves between her teeth as she smugly swallowed down this particular canary.
"How did you…?"
She smiles at my bewilderment over her uncanny divining skills.
"Impressive, eh?"
"To put it mildly." More like, freakish.
"And your business received an average rating of 4.5 stars on Yelp."
"Why, you little…Googler!" I fold my arms across my chest and narrow my eyes in mock accusation.
She giggles and claps her hands delightedly.
A/N: Well, of COURSE she Googled him! Okay, game over... that's it for today! XXX ~BOH