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She grinned and walked over, opening it slowly.
"What?"
He kissed her forehead.
Jack's jaw unhinged and he began choking down more oranges. The marketperson looked at him with wide eyes.
"You guys are bad at lying. Where is it really?"
"Me too."
"I get it."
"I like you too."
Jack picked up an orange and stuck the entire thing, peel and all, into his mouth.
"The file."
"That sounds skeptical."
"I always knew I'd lose you."
"I can tell."
He considered the fruit.
She glanced over her shoulder. "So... you guys were lying about the file, right?"
"Are you implying that I couldn't?"
"You don't want me? Am I not enough for you?"
"Why not?"
"I'll run to you."
She laughed slightly. "Everyone needs a hobby."