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When Jamie sees the two men making out in front of the bench, her hands are in the middle of picking up a massive pile of dog poop.

“Always knew they were some weird ones,” Garrett finds himself grumbling to Janet.

To be fair, it’s a small town and there’s not many people that are interested in her small instrument store.

She’s never reserved a table for anyone before. It’s a small town, and the restaurant just doesn’t ever get that busy.