"Television is live, too, maybe a live cooking spot. Can you cook?" He shrugged. "It would do you well to be loved by as many people as you can possibly stand. It would do your ego no good, though. Inflate it even more." He sipped his tea and looked at her, his dark eyes staring nearly into her.
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