"Alfredo one it is, I have a love affair with it." Orla closed the menu and began to wonder how big the serving would be and if there would be enough to share or even save for later. Orla hoped it would be good as she loved a good Alfredo. "Talking shop yes," she tried to think of what to say on the matter of the place of the bar. "I actually found this place in London that was for lease it didn't get to look more than through the window but I liked it's location. It has some tourist attractions around it, so it might be expensive. I tried to get them to show me but they didn't take me serious." Orla groaned, that was what sucked about being nineteen people not taking you seriously.
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