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"Ms. Bell has returned to see you again," your receptionist tells you as Kristen Bell, in a simple pink shirt and tattered blue jeans walks through your office door.

"I could've waited to sign this, but since I was already sure I wanted to sign with you, I figured why wait?" she tells you as she places the signed contract on your desk.

"That's the kind of initiative I like to see in my clients Kristen," you tell her, giving her a friendly smile as the two of you talk on your sofa.

"Do you like it enough to take a girl to dinner John?" she asks you, blushing a little as she asks the question, like she was embarrassed to be bringing it up.

"I always like to put business before pleasure Kristen, but since you signed the contract already..." you tell her, letting your voice off intentionally so that she will hopefully pick up on what you're implying.

"Great!," she says to you, her hand once again resting on your shoulder, "I really appreciate this. We do have some things to discuss, you know. Meet you tomorrow night. The place is up the road, I'm sure you know where it is."

"I do," you assure her, stealing a look at her ass in the jeans as she walks out of your office, looking forward to your next dinner date with your newest client.