Dolemeck gave a humble nod of his head, standing up from his seat and bowing to the group before helping the women to sit in the boot. Chivalry still was not dead for the time displaced man. Once everyone was comfortable, he made his way to the bar to go fetch everyone a drink.
It did not take him long to walk over to the group with a trade, placing some drinks down for the ladies first, then Argo's, and finally himself. He sat with his back straight at the end of the booth next to Abby, looking quite shy and trying not to gaze indecently at the duo.
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