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Dante was baffled when the man grabbed hold onto his hand. As he told him his name. He could of swore he had heard of that name somewhere before. But doesn't remember where. He's not really in the rich people crowd. He was was a simple living guy. Living in an apartment. That was many blocks away from him. Actually towards the bad side of town. "Is nice to meet you, sir." he said with a warm smile. "So, how may I help you?" he asked. Really glad that he was around for him to save his hide from his annoying boss. "Are you here to shop or dine? Are bar doesn't open til 7 at night. Today on the menu is Roasted duck with raspberry glaze. The soup of the day is french onion soup with blue cheese cover." he told him. It was part of his job. Which is odd because he mostly work in the clothes.
"We had a marvelous sale on all Italian suits. Buy one and get the other off for 20% off." he informed Michael. "Would you like for me to take your jacket? It quite warm in here. Also would you care for a drink?" he asked. Inside he wanted to sigh. "I hate being a dog to these rich people. They all seem to forget the simple things in life. It's mostly money, parties and getting drunk." he thought and took a deep breath.
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