As you pick up the Coke and package of cakes, you can see that he has the same nifty padded arms as Greg, and you feel warm at the memory of Greg's arms around you. Finally, your turn to pay comes, and the cute boy says, "Aren't you a friend of Greg's?"
You're thunderstruck. How can this cute boy know who you are?
"Yeah..yes!" you stammer.
"Thought I'd seen you before. Greg really likes you. He stopped by on his way to the mountains. So, where're you going? You want another package of cakes on me?"
"Sure!" you reply, then ask, "How do you know Greg?"
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