Dave tapped me on the shoulder.
I turned around, "Yes?"
"ATA double-page-spread," he said.
I blinked.
Dave leaned forward.
"ATA double-page-spread...?" He said again.
"Ill ask Vicki," I shrugged, attempting to appear in the know.
I picked up the phone.
...*ring ring*
Vicki picked up the phone, "Yes?"
"um ... ATA double-page-spread, apparently."
"Oh, Steven," Vicki said.
"Thanks."
I hung up the phone and walked...
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