[ It'll have to be Hyperion's, then. He closes his hand around the money, watches Saif get up and start to leave with the slightest shift of his brows, then quietly puts it down on the counter. ]
I wasn't being serious.
[ The money is replaced with his drink, looking ahead at the mirror behind the bar. Ugh, why do they put those there. ]
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I wasn't being serious.
[ The money is replaced with his drink, looking ahead at the mirror behind the bar. Ugh, why do they put those there. ]