"Hey. Mr. B. Do you think we could, you know, start a club?""Yes! Absolutely! Definitely! I would never stop you. Let me just talk to my supervisors. I'm sure they'll say yes. Well, maybe they'll say yes. They don't say yes too much. But I'm sure they will, to this. If only you agree to sign on the dotted line. In blood, please, with a platinum-plaited pen. Don't forget that you're waiving your legal rights and we'll never really give you want you want, anyway, even if you do tack onto another club. Also, pay us a million dollars."
"Okay. Sure."
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