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Alex and Donny step into the hallway, moving towards a private office. “Good timing. I’m ready for a brew,” Alex says.
“I’ll get something sent in,” Donny says.
Alex loosens his tie as they each settle into their chairs.
“Well, Donny, what do you make of all that?”
“A scoundrel, if ever I saw one. b****y student type! Thinks he’s smart and can get one over on us. This ‘poor innocent me, I’m still a virgin.’ I don’t buy it. I shudder at the thought of what he may have done to that poor lass. He’s lying through his teeth and believes we’ll fall for it. What about those crocodile tears? He can switch them on and off whenever it suits him. What’s more, I’d wager there’s substance a***e involved in all of this. You’ll see.”
“Mm, quite a rant, but I asked for it. You may be right, Donn
