"You've got plenty of charm, Goddess. It works more often than you'd think." he says.
"Go ahead, get yourself a beer and sit down. Save me a spot and I'll be right back." Rex says, nodding to a chair somewhere nearby.
Minutes later, he returns with a plate of ribs for the two of them, as well as potato salad and corn.
"I am here to worship at the temple of the Goddess." he smiles. "Is my offering worthy?"
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