Fergus walks into the Salty Pub, and it’s a slow night. He smacks the bar proudly with his hand guess what, fair maiden? I laugh and gesture for him to continue Remember that case that had me tied up in knots? I just won it today! Bring me your finest whiskey! he sits at the bar with an exaggerated flourish and I chuckle, placing the bottle on the counter for him
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