Ah, a woman with contingencies. Clever girl, Sameen. [As he gives her name a try in his thick Northern English accent.]
Excellent choice. [As if he’s the bartender- And he does indeed take over. He ducks under the separator to stand behind the bar to look at bottles and guess which one is best from the label.]
Would you like a bit of ice? A wedge of fruit?
[He picks over the options for glassware and accoutrements before finding her a martini glass. He pours a couple drams of scotch in there, awaiting further instructions.]
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Excellent choice. [As if he’s the bartender- And he does indeed take over. He ducks under the separator to stand behind the bar to look at bottles and guess which one is best from the label.]
Would you like a bit of ice? A wedge of fruit?
[He picks over the options for glassware and accoutrements before finding her a martini glass. He pours a couple drams of scotch in there, awaiting further instructions.]