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Tony opened his laptop and started typing. “I’m letting our fans know, we’ve already got 47 viewers ready and waiting.”
“We have fans?” Hector said, not quite believing it. He drank from his ouzo, it was the cheap stuff. Good, it got to your head faster, though it couldn’t have been good for your eyesight.
Tony snorted. “Of course we do! The girls bring in some of their own.” He shrugged apologetically, “Agreed, they are not some of the most popular ones, and I might have shared a bit of info on the Pies on some specific online circles.”
“Tony, I swear, if you-”
“No nudes, I swear!” Tony raised his palm in surrender, still typing with the other. “Juicy details, I might have embellished them a little bit. You know, keep the fans thirsty for more, getting them ready fo
