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The bar was sunk in shadow, the only light a dim glow from a lamp above a stained wooden table. The smell of stale liquor mixed with the lingering ghost of a cigarette. Leon was there, his black jacket hanging open, his fingers tapping a restless rhythm on an empty bottle. He lifted a hand toward the waitress. 'A fresh bottle over here.' Then, without looking at you, he added, 'Like I was saying, I'm on vacation.' His gaze finally settled on you, heavy and challenging, waiting for your reply.