[He's not sitting next to her when she asks that question- but the sound of her turning that charm on someone else is so familiar that he actually bends forward at the bar, peers down it, and asks;]
Natasha?
[Sort of a moodkiller, an ex popping in on the middle of your game, but so be it.]
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Natasha?
[Sort of a moodkiller, an ex popping in on the middle of your game, but so be it.]