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Lisette's eyebrows lifted at the use of the word bella and she smirked slightly. She was used to it, a lot of the customers in the French Quarter liked to think they were original by calling her that. "I was just looking for some lemonade or juice or something. No alcohol, no soda."
She licked her teeth and then glanced back up at him with her nearly black eyes. She wasn't a real chatty and she glanced away again, fiddling with her bangles.
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