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she pouted with folded arms. “ I’m sorry for the misunderstanding. My friend here isn’t all that familiar with the drinks you have,” I laughed awkwardly, scratching the back of my head. “ We’ll have two bottles of Diamond is Forever Martini,” I gave a warm smile, hoping he hadn’t already begun suspecting us. “ If you don’t mind, I’d like to verify who you are,” the bartender said. I knew he was wary of us now. I took out my ID and handed it over to him.

asked Sky in a muddled tone. “Will tell you someday” said Luke with a deep sigh of frustration. “I will have the same as Alpha” said Riley causally while keeping the menu down. “Which one?” asked Liam confusedly as there were three Alpha in their group. “Alpha Luke” said Riley with a nervous smile. “Okay, sir. Two shots of Diamond Martini, one bottle of Black Pearl Louis XIII Anniversary Edition, and one bottle of Diamond Jubilee by Johnnie Walker” waiter repeated like a robot, he turned towards Sky and Liam, and continued,

Is it just me or is this place filled with handsome men? The bartender greeted me with a charming grin. “What can I get for you?” “Something strong enough to make me enjoy the night without burning my tongue,” I replied, trying to sound casual. He laughed, clearly entertained. “I’ve got just the thing. Try my signature cocktail, I call it the ‘Lunar Bliss.’” “Sounds fancy. Gimme that.” “Coming right up, milady!” He winked at me and proceeded to whip his special cocktail. He spun the shaker with smooth, practiced movements, his hands a blur of motion. I couldn’t help but raise my eyebrows in awe as I watched his bartending skills.

I nod, “Don’t worry too much about it, Ben. All my drinks are legit, and I have all of the paperwork to prove it; if there is any fault with any of the drinks that are served in the star gazer, then I will take it up with the manufacturers.” And all though that’s the truth, I still have to deal with the inconvenience, which I know will be a bloody nightmare. I leave Ben to carry on serving before I head into the back office to pull out the contracts for the manufacturers before grabbing my phone and heading back to the bar, where I order a glass of orange juice before finding an empty table. It’s still quite early, so the bar is relatively quiet.

Whatever" then she turns to the bartender. "Hey bartender, I never got my club soda, and what do you mean I'm a boring soda kind?" "Sorry lady", he said cleaning the surface "We don't serve just club soda, you've got to mix It". "You're fucking with me right now". "I'm not a lady. It says it there on the sign,” the bartender sends their gaze pointing to the sign that read 'WE SERVE ONLY MIXED DRINKS'. "So, if you want a drink you've got to tell me to mix one for you".

Not tonight. She slides the tablet toward her and scrolls slowly through the drink menu again. Her eyes pause on the familiar names. A small smirk tugs at the corner of her mouth. “Grey Goose. And one Piña Colada,” she says softly, tapping in the order. Her finger hovers for a second before confirming. Done.

I shook my head, and looked up at Britney. “I think some tequila is needed over there,” I said quietly nodding my head in the direction of their table. She nodded, leaning in to whisper. “Bartender is already on it. I told him make three margaritas and to make them doubles.” She glanced behind her at their table, Audrey and Ray still hidden by menus. She shook her head and headed to the bar, picking up the waters, lemonade, and guacamole.

I don't know what his mind is planning. My eyes led me to the wine bottle laying idly at the center of the table. I put my hand forward and took it. "The BC Brothers. Hygienicly Pressed and Processed, Vibe unravelled. Vol. 58% ACHL." I read the contents of the label on its body. I proceeded to open it and pour out it's deep purple liquid into a liquor glass cup. I sipped a mouthful of it and waited for a reation. It tasted strong and glorious, so I gulped it all down and poured more for myself.

She had no idea how long she’d been staring into the void like an abandoned cat at a party. Then the DJ took over. The lights dimmed, neon strips came to life, and the music switched to a dance beat. Guests started flocking to the dance floor, while she scanned the area again. Where is Baron? Did he see me? Is he coming? She hoped he would. Curious, she looked up and squinted at the colorful concoction. “What is that?” The bartender smiled knowingly. “We call it Melon Sangria,” she explained, carefully pouring a generous portion into a mason jar. “It’s our house special—fresh, fruity, and just a little dangerous.”

he said dryly, not wanting to talk about me. - You don't remember me, do you? He laughed, looking at me in the mirror. "No..." I said, confused, trying to revive my memory. - I served you three beers this past night: chocolate with pepper, cherry and mint. I laughed: - I remembered you... The bartender who warned me that I would get drunk. - By the way, I didn't see her dancing naked on the dance floor. – he joked. - I would have done that before. My night was bad. - I kept my cell phone in my bag.