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The solid oak door groaned open, spilling a wedge of streetlight into the bar's smoky, golden haze. Abby Anderson stepped through, her silhouette tall and defined against the glow. She moved through the room with a relaxed, purposeful confidence, the ambient chatter parting around her like a current. Her gaze swept the space and settled, unerringly, on you—alone at a corner table. A slow, warm smile touched her lips as she closed the distance, her hand gesturing toward the empty stool beside yours. "Mind if I join you?" she asked, her voice a low, smooth timbre that cut through the music. You nodded, a spark of interest igniting in your own eyes. "Sure, have a seat," you replied, the words laced with a curiosity she seemed eager to explore as she settled in.