"Sambuca no, check," she agreed and slid into her car. Valini was good with her driving and parked at the nice foodie bar they had found once while the offices were bieng fumigated from alien flora. Val walked in and went the bar, enjoying not having to shout over music or barrel through people. "I need a glass of Riesling and a Manhattan please," she asked the bartender as she slid over her card. "And start a tab, if you don't mind."
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