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Date: 2011-08-12 03:00 am (UTC)
"I'll drive us to my place and.. why can't Sam get a cab? I love him and everything, but I kind of don't want you to leave once we're at my place. Please, Puck?" Yes, she was practically begging him, but she felt Sam was a big boy. Either he could call himself a cab or someone there could call a cab for him. She just wanted the whole night to Puck and herself, no interruptions. She even gave him the big green doe eyes, which was a 50/50 chance of working.
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