Roy works on his shot, looking up every now and again to see if Hal has entered the bar. He noted the blond woman, thinking that maybe she looked familiar, but then...lots of blonds looked the same to Roy, unless it was Dinah.
You really couldn't mistake Dinah for anyone else, in Roy's estimation.
He flashes the woman a smile, on a whim, then takes his next shot, sinking the ball with ease.
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