You sit at the bar. Aoife's mis-matched eyes catch you, and she does a double take. She flashes you an awkward smile and hurries over. "Hiya... Welcome to th-the...er, squirrel in dog? Um hi...haha, uh what? Er...I mean, here's the menu." She sets the menu in front of you. "Can I... start you off... with um... a d-drink?" She blows a strand of hair out of her face and then looks at you in a dream like state.
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