Jill Stings 'Ah--'
That caught him off guard. Now he felt as if she could read minds. Slowly taking and opening the bottle then drinking from it.
It's about time he drank some. He had been thirsty.
Jill Stings 'Quite the welcoming pose, miss.'
He occupied a seat close to her. Lucky he found this bar. Seems fun will unfold.
'I'll simply have water. Been drinking too much wine lately.'
No he has not. He doesn't even plan on ever drinking alcoholic beverages unless--