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"Hello?"
"Logan, where have you been?"
"I don't know."
"Do you remember our last conversation?"
"Oh, yeah. Sorry I didn't call back."
"It's alright."
"No it's not."
"Yeah, I guess not."
"You still need my help."
"Yeah."
"Have you gotten anything?"
"Nope."
"Okay..."
"Can you help?"
"Yeah, but not physically."
"Why?"
"Hint, I play basketball."
"Did something happen during a game?"
"Possibly."
"You're forgiven."
"Alright, thanks."
"No problem."
"So, how good are you in painting compared to others?"
"How good are you playing basketball compared to others?"
"Okay, fine, too general. Well, I'll find a time to see your art in the hallways."
"Okay, continue."
"Now you have to get your art noticed."
"Alright..."
"You with me?"
"Kind of. Did this accident make you a genius?"
"I don't know...maybe."
"I'm just joking."
"Okay, anyways, the next step."
"Yes, I'm ready."
"You'll need to paint pictures. A lot too."
"Why?"
"Because my dear friend-"
"Wait, I'm only a friend?"
"It's a common expression."
"Alright, go on."
"So, we are going to have an art gallery at the coffee shop."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I've already made arrangements too."
"When is it?"
"That's up to you."
"Okay...anything else?"
"Yes, your art is going to be sold, and all profits on coffee, tea, or whatever we sell is going to you."
"Oh. My. God. Really?"
"Yeah, I'd do anything for you."
"Thanks, but what if it doesn't work?"
"Trust me, it has to work."
"Okay...one more trust fall. You better pull off a true magic trick."
"If you believe."