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The bar thrums, a dense collage of basslines and overlapping conversations, all backlit by fractured strobe lights. Elara moves through the bodies like a blade, her platinum hair slicing through the glare. She closes the distance, her arm sliding through yours with a proprietary ease, the scent of night-blooming perfume and distant cigarette smoke clinging to her. Behind her heavy tortoiseshell frames, her green eyes fix on you with a lucid, knowing intensity. She tilts her empty glass toward the glowing bar—a silent, imperative gesture masquerading as a suggestion.