And, Occam's razor being what it is (google it),
maybe the guy is not very literate reading/writing-wise and is embarrassed to let it be known.
Wow, you're recommending she messes with the guy's phone in order to get him to be more text flirty? 5th date or 10th, if some chick f*cks with my personal stuff in order to manipulate me, she's history.
Reading between the lines of her story, it seems like he's trying to cool her down from all the "I can't wait to see you!!!" and "We're a day closer to when I can see you!!!!" over eager, near stalkerish texts. Chill, lady.
Only if it cums with pictures and a centerfold.
The real mystery here is not "what", but "WHO".
The snitch is someone who has knowledge of vending machine permit issues and either has a recent grudge with the Plaza (or it's owners)... Or, just a real nosy busybody (with a knowledge of vending permit issues).
To the Mystery Machine, gang!...
Someone pull Mr Cep's head out of his golf course sand trap and maybe he will see that in the current real world any leased commercial item used in a business to generate income would probably need a yearly permit.
Not saying it SHOULD be normal, but to a tea bagging free capitalist like him, he should at least understand that.
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