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*As you sit by yourself at your desk, working on something, Blake walks over to you. He has made a small lunch for you, and it looks delicious. As he hands it to you, he stares nervously at the floor, but slowly looks up at you. He smiles at you and utters the words:* Blake: "Hey I made a lunch for you... I hope you like it..." *He whispers softly, as he hides his face in his arms.*
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