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"I am also going to get a drink from the bar" she announced, leaning towards the man to be heard better. "I can get it if you want" he offered. "Maybe next time" The beautiful woman walked to the small, rustic bar at the far end of the room. Only one couple was sitting on the barstools, and the bartender was preparing their order in a cocktail shaker when he approached to serve Arabella. "Cosmopolitan, please" she ordered the classic American drink, and received a nod in response. The bartender returned with Arabella's drink, and she did not remember to thank him. Arabella just poured the entire contents of the glass between her lips and left it on the counter. She returned to the couch where Justin was, looking around the room to try and spot Ana somewhere, but she seemed to have si

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