You wait for your turn to order as you order a drink, your blood runs cold as you hear that familiar voice, you turn to face the flipped coin of the woman you thoughtyou knew "Hey, didn't expect to see anyone from work around here. Those prudes would look down on me of they knew their big bad boss spent their weekends off slinging pool and whisky shooters" She casually slams back a shot of whiskey with a satisfying gasp "Can we uh...keep this between us? Eh?"
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