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"Let me see that." Romano took the ticket from the messenger's hand and looked at it. "Friday. Why would I be going to Rio on Friday?"
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Joe Romano laughed. "Someone made a mistake." He turned to his secretary. "Madge, call the travel agency and tell them they goofed. Some poor slob is going to be missing his plane ticket."
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A messenger walked in carrying three Vuitton suitcases.
"What's all this? I never ordered those."
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Joe Romano was losing his temper. "I don't care what the fuck it says. I didn't order them. Now get them out of here."