[The act fails to draw a smile on his face. Eyes narrow and the table creaks under the weight of his heel. Heavens above, why is she drawing closer? It is an annoying fact she wishes to speaks to him at all. The least she could do is vanish.
He looks towards his glass but waves a dismissive hand.]
No. Besides, did you not advise I drink slow not one minute ago?
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He looks towards his glass but waves a dismissive hand.]
No. Besides, did you not advise I drink slow not one minute ago?