She Says, Babe-ay, It's 11 p.m., I Must Be Lonely
Conversation I Had Moments Ago With The Man Sitting Next To Me At The Bar:
Me (typing away, sipping on Shiraz): ...
Him: So ...
Me: Hmm?
Him: So ... You drinking wine?
Me: Uhhh ... yep.
Him: Huh.
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