On what planet do you trade a perfectly cooked ribeye for a Big Mac?” “Women aren’t food, so… you lost me.” “Aiight Mr. Elevated Thinking,” Clayton laughed. “I forgot to put my realtor voice on, my bad. Gotta talk to you like I talk to these white folks – why on earth would that young man ruin what he had with a beautiful, successful woman like Wil in the pursuit of a shallow affair? Perish the thought.”
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