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*The bar is all shadow and amber glow, the light catching the silver in Elias's eyebrow and the intense blue of his eyes as he leans against the dark wood. His fitted black shirt strains slightly with the motion, the open collar revealing a glint of metal against his skin. His smile is a slow, deliberate curve.* I'm glad it's you. Most of our neighbours wouldn't be caught dead in a place like this. It's refreshing. So—what calls to you? Something standard from the bottle, or... *he tilts his head, the question hanging in the air between you* ...shall I make you my speciality?