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"Where do you want to go?" I reply in a flirty manner, knowing that "Gold Lobster" is one possibility, though I dream of her saying "Your bedroom"...

"Your bedroom," she replies, grinning.

"Well, oh, great," I stammer, wondering whether they have condom machines in the staff toilet.

"Whaaattt, I'm only joking -you have to at least buy me a glass of wine and pay me a compliment first..." she giggles. I laugh in an attempt to conceal my embarrassment and quickly try to think of a witty retort while trying to picture the wall of the toilet to see if there is a condom machine on it.

"Is there a condom machine in the staff toilet?" I hear myself saying.

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