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His attempts at charming the bayou girl were falling flat, which was a bit disappointing, but he rallied himself and simply was pleased that she didn't seem to actually hate him.
"Ask?", he repeated, incredulously. "You would show me the real stuff? Not some silly act made up for tourists?"
Jakob's very active imagination created an entire nightmarish scenario representing what would have happened had Lisette's father found him snooping around."Oh, ummm, Got it! You won't tell him, right?!"
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