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So, you wearing the little black mini that has been in the back of you closet for years. You spent 30 minutes with the lint brush it made your hand fall asleep, but it was worth it. You pair it with a few sparkling accents. Two of which are three inch heels and a sequence clutch. When you walk into the restaurant Daniel's mouth practically dropped open. You look glamorous and you know it. The cab driver hit on you earlier and from then on you walked with a snap of sass in your step. When you walk up to the table Daniel is speechless. You want to looked rather annoyed at his usual tardiness, so you roll your eyes at him. Before he can speak you say . . .