"AH! That hit the spot!" A man shouted, slamming his shot glass on the table. "You seem excited to drink today." A woman in a tight black dress remarked, sitting beside the man as she poured another glass of whisky for him. "I see so many men from your … organization here as well, is it a time for celebration?" "I suppose it could be for some." The man said, playing with the liquid in the glass. "Though I can't be certain about the boss." "What happened?" She asked, looking behind him to a table with Eden, Ages, Celt and one other man were sitting and talking, not a single woman on the table. "Nothing important." He said dismissively, putting a hand on her exposed thigh. "How have you been, Doris?" "Fine." She said, batting her eyes at him and looking behind just in time to make eye contact with Eden who called her over. "Excuse me, your boss wants to see me." "But-" She didn't want for him to complete his sentence as she took
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