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I
finished
my
drink
,
she
finished
hers
.
Valencia
pushed
her
bill
toward
me
.
"
You
mind
paying
for
this
?
I
had
a
shrimp
salad
too
.
"
I
took
out
my
key
to
unlock
the
door
.
"
This
your
car
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
You
expect
me
to
ride
in
an
old
car
like
that
?
"
"
Look
,
if
you
don
’
t
want
to
get
in
,
don
’
t
get
in
.
"
Valencia
got
in
.
She
took
out
her
mirror
and
began
making
up
her
face
as
we
drove
along
.
It
wasn
’
t
far
to
my
place
.
I
parked
.
Inside
she
said
,
"
This
place
is
filthy
.
You
need
somebody
to
fix
it
up
.
"
I
got
out
the
vodka
and
the
7
-
UP
and
poured
two
drinks
.
Valencia
pulled
her
boots
off
.
"
Where
’
s
your
typewriter
?
"
