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The liquid sloshed everywhere. The bartender stared at her. “That’s not how you …never mind. Go ahead.” She laughed, full and bright. “Charly, what do you want?” “A normal life,” I muttered. She shrugged and I stood up, leaning on the counter. “A beer.” “You get…” she held up the wrong bottle. “...whatever this is.” “That is tequilla,” I told her. “Exaactly. You could want a beer…and end up with a bottle of tequilla.”

Having almost everyone doing the popular dance move of sticking their head in and out to the beat. George pulled up to a stop at the bar. "Two glasses of tequila and an ice cake" He ordered to the waiter, settling down opposite where she sat as they waited for their drinks which arrived in a second. "Cake and alcohol? That's some weird combination." "I love weird. What made you change your mind about attending the party?" "You." She said in simple directness, eating a piece of the cake. He drew his head backwards, brows arched up as he stared at her in flummox, "Oh wow! I didn't see that coming."

“No trick?” The waiter smiled, polite, professional, with just a hint of amusement crinkling the corners of his eyes. “Oh no, ma’am. His wasn’t a special one.” He gestured toward the plain beer bottle. “Just cold and ready to drink. We save the flair for the cocktails and the wine.”

I gasped. “Well, ma’am, you can go for White Russian, Appletini, Amber Ale, American Pale Ale, Zinfandel, Tequila Sunrise…... There are many more. However, Tequila Sunrise is the classic one, you might like it. But if you want a strong one, go with White Russian. Yes, ma’am, White Russian shall be a good choice.” The waiter suggested me. Well, I must say, he knew mocktails and cocktails. Though the bar was not that renowned the very waiter had quality knowledge.

She hoped he wasn't the kind of customer who would make a big deal out of this because she didn't want any problems. The man smiled at her, his full lips curved upward, like she'd said something that amused him."It's fine" he said. "It's a simple recipe actually. All you need is rye whiskey, angostura bitters, sugar and orange twist garnish." He pointed to the flask she had put on the table. "And you don't need that either cos you don't have to shake. You just put the sugar in a glass, Cover it with dashes of the bitters, add the whiskey and stir the whole thing until the sugar dissolves, and of course, you add some ice, that's all"