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“Mhm.” Jay had a sip of his beer, glaring at Dylan in dissatisfaction.

Winnie had kept with the tap water, no particular drinks catching her eye. When the waiter came back, she placed in her order of traditional fish and chips before Jay ordered the same thing. The man wasn’t exactly hungry so if anybody was, they could share with him.