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“Can I get a vodka soda for my girl?”
Surprise flits on Kelly’s face. “Uh, of course,” she stammers, looking from Brooke to me. Then she turns to Fallon and Gray. “What about you two, another round?”
“Keep ‘em comin’”, Fallon grins, holding up her glass of reddish liquid to Kelly. Must be something with grenadine or cranberry.
Kelly nods, brushing her platinum and pink bob behind her ears and shuffling away to the bar.