Statistically Speaking
By Marco Asemani
Edited by Patricia Marie Allen
Part 26
The elevator quietly chimed and started up. Filippo politely watched the floor indicator. Gab just stood, thinking about something. I silently cursed myself for overstuffing with the omelet, then wondered if Gab will try and look at Vinnie who was standing right next to him. Sure, the long skirt of her uniform covered her legs completely, but a man would always try to steal a glance after such a talk. To be honest, I did several times while nobody watched me.
“Um, G-g-gab? M-m-m-may I a-a-ask for s-s-something?”
“Huh… Yeah, sure.”
“I… I p-p-plan b-b-bying a g-g-game c-computer. C-c-could you a-a-advise me w-w-what to b-buy?”
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