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I was so excited to meet her. It was early and she was already there, but her eyes lit up when I mentioned my girlfriend. She laughed and said, "We're really going to have a really good time tonight." She gave me a kiss on the cheek and asked if I wanted to go to her place for dinner. I was thrilled to meet my next crush, and immediately told her we should go for it. "Okay!" she said. "You want a ride? I got one of those cars." "Oh wow," I said.