After spending the equivalent of Uganda's GDP on flatpack furniture she'll suggest brunch. For some reason, I'll agree.

We'll go to some shitty hipster suburb coffee shop. I won't check out the waitress at all.

I'll order pancakes and she'll order some acai fruit bowl berry cleanse thing. I'll let her eat most of my pancakes without drawing any attention to the fact.

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