Clara stuttered a little, but then looked at Breda and Donna for support. They were smiling and nodding their heads. Clara looked up at the guy. "Umm...sure, I guess."
"Great," the guy said, "My name's Peter by the way. Sorry I was bugging you about your car."
"No problem," Clara said, still feeling a bit suspicious about this "Peter".
"I'm Breda, and this is Donna," Breda said, standing up, and smiling at Peter. "Now, are we going to play some volleyball, girls, or what?"
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