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"He hasn't won." Davy continued, "He's not a winner until your his. He's gonna keep trying to hurt your pride by making you feel replaceble. He know that you aren't but it's all part of his plan. Don't let him hurt you. If you do then more than half of the battle is over for him. When he does something to get your attention even if it kills you don't react the way he wants you to. Play the game against him- befriend his lady props. Be civil and friendly. Poker face, babe." I nodded, "I'm taking advice from a midget who's younger than me!" I exclaimed. "Yeah but I'm a travel agent for guilt trips, love." He retorted, "I've been in your shoes." I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed him tightly, "Thank you, Davy." I whispered. He patted my back, "Don't mention it. I'm more than happy to help." He pulled away and went to put his instruments away. After everone was gone I locked up and the boys and I left.