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Dahlia was gazing out the window, her eyes taking in all the scenery, remembering every spot so that she could drag Troy out later to take pictures with her. She snorted at Troy's words and looked over at him. "First of all, you realize we're in the same room here. I don't know how you think this is going to work, but so help me, Troy, if you bring a girl back, I will kill you."

She went back to looking out the window, grinning all the same. "And anyway, this is a great, historic town. If you can find a girl here, she will be great. She'll obviously be very smart, and have an appreciation for stuff like this." Dahlia turned back to her best friend. "That is the kind of girl you want. Looks are just a plus."

She stared at him for a minute, waiting for him to tell her she was full of shit, even though he knew she was completely serious. Dahlia just wanted the best for her friend. She was tired of all the bimbos he dated. She knew he was better than that. If only she could find a guy like that. She had basically given up on dating. Though Troy was constantly telling her that she shouldn't give up. Hmph, well, he hadn't had the terrible run that she had.