“You wanted something immediate?” He took a pull of his drink. “Then your best bet is your sister and your mother.” “The former is on bed rest, and the latter is recovering from the flu. Think harder. That brain of yours is good for more than taking directions from lonely rich women.” “I’m too hot to use my brain. Only average people have to saddle themselves with an actual personality.” “You have a personality,” I informed him dryly. “A shitty one, but it’s in existence nonetheless.” He pointed at me with the bottle, not even a little offended. “What’s your idea, Einstein?” “Find me Donny and
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