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    "Stop feeling so bad about yourself," Sophie said. "You're a really sweet girl. I don't aim for looks when I'm choosing who to be mates with, do I? Take Christie, for example. I'm not mates with her, I'm enemies with her."                            
     
    "Right," Bessie said, and she shut up talking about how her appearance was ugly. She giggled. “But Christie’s not nice on the inside, or the outside, is she?” Her and Sophie laughed together, whilst Christie’s face went red in fury.                           
     
    "Why do you always have to talk about me when it comes to your personal life?" Christie tormented. "We only hate each other because I've got a better role than you when we're producing our adverts." She paused. “Mr Sandalwood would kick you out if you put another toe out of line.”                           
     
    "You just shut up, Christie," Sophie shot back.                                                                                                                             
    "Who's gonna make me? You're just a warty faced ugly spiteful turnip who I just happen to have to work with."                                                        
    "Enough!" shouted Mr. Sandalwood, spraying spit all over Christie's face. Christie was lucky that she didn’t scream at the bacteria that had just been dribbled on her face. "Don't upset Sophie, OK? She's got a big decision to make right now."                                                                                    
    "Phone Adam, Soph'," Bessie suggested. "Tell him that you agree. That Mike bloke gave you Adam's card, didn't he?"                                                        
    "Yeah, phone him," Mr. Sandalwood smiled encouragingly.                                                                                                  
    "Well, OK," Sophie gulped. What was she going to do now?                                                        
    Everyone thought that Adam was offering her marriage, not housing benefits. What would she say?              
     
    She started dialling the number ever-so-slowly on her phone.                                                                                                 
    "Oh, hurry up," Mr. Sandalwood said impatiently, as if it was him getting married and not her. "Look, I'll do it for you."                                          
    He snatched the card off Sophie, dialled in the number, pressed the green phone button and handed the phone back to Sophie.                                          
    "Yes?" someone said at the other end.                            
     
    "Is this Adam Attenborough?" Sophie mumbled.                                         
    "No. I'm Cameron, his work colleague. Who are you?"                                                                                                                
    "I'm Sophie Steele."