I smiled at her, surprised, flattered, befuddled, slid my cup and my little coffee pot toward my end of the table, pulled my plate of cheese and meats toward me to give her more room. I was just about to attack my soft-boiled egg, but there was no hurry, no hurry. Eating a soft-boiled egg never shows you to your best advantage. So experienced with women. So savvy.

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