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Lars Arson's eyebrows raised, and he whistled in surprise.
"That's a pretty nice offer."
"Yeah," I agree, still fiddling with my new glasses. Damn my asymmetrical head.
"You should consider taking it anyway," he adds. "Think about it. It matches your goals of increased pay and technically living closer to your parents."
I tilt my head up and down, testing the bifocal lenses on my beer bottle label. "A month ago I would have pounced it," I says. "But that place was a viper pit before the Sexy Lulu debacle. Can you imagine it now? If it was San Francisco, San Diego, Los Angeles ... hell even Seattle, I would be all systems go."
Lars sets his empty beer on the bar, and signals the bartender. "Wasn't she supposed to move here in February?"
"Yeah. February 2011," I reply. "And 2012."
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