Once Nikki left with her money, Dolemeck could not help but feel giddy. She seemed so... nice. He closed up shop and made his way to Starbucks, showing up ten minutes later, on the dot. He wore a dress vest over the white dress shirt He believed in dressing well, and learned that from his Uncle Jimmy Woo.
Smiling, Dolemeck took a seat before Nikki, one leg crossed over the other, and his back straight in his chair.
"Good evening, Nikki. I hope I did not keep you long."
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