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Chase:No

I snort laugh at my phone, shaking my head.

Maggie:You still owe me some gossip about you. I feel like you know all this stuff about me and I still don’t know much about you.

Chase:I’m working on it. I will get you some dirty stuff.

Maggie:Please don’t make it dirty.

I send him a gagging emoji.

Maggie:How about we start with some basics. Where do you work?

Chase:How do you know I have a job?

Maggie:I don’t. That’s why I’m asking.

Chase:I’m in the FBI

Maggie:I don’t believe you

Chase:CIA?

Maggie:Try again

Chase:I work for SurveyWave

I’ve heard of that company. Kind of a big deal around here. They have a lot of employees. A few of my friends from college went on to work there.

Maggie:And what does SurveyWave do?

Chase:Online survey tools

Maggie:Right. I mean, I should have gathered that from the name.

Chase:Ever taken a survey online? Or when you were at school?

Maggie:Of course

Chase:We design and implement those. Where did you go to college?

Maggie:ASU

Chase:Chances are you used our surveys.

Maggie:What do you do there?

Chase:Sales. Just got promoted, actually.

Maggie:Congrats!

I send him one of those confetti emojis. And then feel stupid for sending it.

Chase:Thanks. Not as cool as your job.

Maggie:My job sounds cooler than it is.

Chase:I don’t know … all those fancy cars?

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