There’s a new girl named Leela. She’s very beautiful and the boys are really into her.
She throws a party at a bar. She sends an old-fashioned paper invitation in the mail.
She has blonde hair, fair skin, and wears bright red lipstick. She sits on a barstool in the middle of the floor.
Attention needs to resume on the freezing point of water in beverages.
I give her Google searches on the subject.
We’re supposed to move, pick up and out of the bar.
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