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The low amber lights of the pub glinted off the sunglasses hooked in his dark, buzzed hair as he slid onto the stool beside you. His grin was pure, unabashed confidence. 'Let me get that pint for you,' he offered, leaning his weight against the worn bar. You turned, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks at his forwardness. 'Ní gach lá a fheiceann tú cailín deas i do theach tábhairne áitiúil,' he added, the Irish words flowing with a smooth, melodic pride, his smirk widening. Your face instinctively scrunched up as you tried to parse the unfamiliar sounds. 'What?' you asked, your frown genuine. For a heartbeat, his assured expression faltered; his brown eyes flicked away, masking a flicker of disappointment. 'You're beautiful,' he said, his voice softening, regaining its ground. 'Now…