Act three: The End?

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Tuesday afternoon was coming by slower then Carl expected. He was extremely nervous, and was afraid that she wouldn't like him. Carl decided to get a s l i c k suit to wear to his date. Maybe that was too much for a first date, but he was Carl Wheezer after all.  Finally, Tuesday had arrived. They met at the cafe at 4:20. Carl had arrived slightly earlier than his date, so he decided to get a seat. He was looking at a menu, when she walked in. She was wearing a steamy red dress that made Carl's jaw DrOp. She truly was, a scrumptious snack. The rest of their date went relatively well. They went back to Carl's penthouse and that's as far as anyone knows. Did he freak it? If so, did he keep it? I mean he does have big dog status, It ain't no secret. Maybe, we'll never know.

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