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Karl rang the doorbell, rediculessly nervous, this being his fist time and all. The women answers the door in a bathrobe, bare leg hugging the half open door.

"Oh. Hello......I, " Karl stammered. She cut him off mid sentence, seeing his nervousness.

"You're new at this, right?" She said.

"Errr, yes. How did you know?"

She simply smiled and opened the door further.

"Errm it's £25..... Isn't it?" he said.

She laughed. "Yes it is, but you should know that, really."

Money exchanged hands. Karl returned to the van, feeling stupid but releaved his first ever pizza delivery was done.

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