I'd pick up the friend by far. I never forget when someone helped me out when they could have turned their back. It's an honor thing.


The old lady: wouldn't give dying-looking old lady a ride. Give up my seat on a bus/train/etc? in a heart beat. get in my car? nah.

The girl: I can't identify my "dream girl" by her looks. only by her mind, so all girls "look" the same to me.


besides....me and the old friend can go meet some more 'dream girls' later anyway

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