[She turns to the bartender, gesturing to Cheryl and lying through her teeth: she's with me, I'm treating her to a night out—tests, y'know? The bartender doesn't need any more convincing beyond that, save for Veronica sliding an extra twenty across the counter, and in very little time at all there's a Blue Hawaiian just for Cheryl.
The second the bartender's out of earshot, Veronica huffs out a rueful breath.]
So what brings you to this corner? There's a conspicuous lack of dancing here.
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[She turns to the bartender, gesturing to Cheryl and lying through her teeth: she's with me, I'm treating her to a night out—tests, y'know? The bartender doesn't need any more convincing beyond that, save for Veronica sliding an extra twenty across the counter, and in very little time at all there's a Blue Hawaiian just for Cheryl.
The second the bartender's out of earshot, Veronica huffs out a rueful breath.]
So what brings you to this corner? There's a conspicuous lack of dancing here.