The "Ambrosia" - Colonial Bar on Sabah Shipyard

[SummerMcLovin]

"You got all that money? I think you can definitely afford to pay for drinks tonight. Not that Daddy and Uncle Rog- eh, the Commander aren't also doing well these days." Susan teased, daintily emptying the bottle into her glass. "Since it seems we'll be needing some more wine! I'm afraid I don't have any of Admiral Westie's on me."

Taking quite a gulp of wine, she put it down again to show a genuine smile.
"You know I wouldn't think that. It's not just the military that is glad to have you still around. As for that little dig, I'll have you know I'm quite the ace of the Firebirds. I don't know how much of your dad's talent has rubbed off on you, rook." Susan said loudly, gesturing towards him with her glass and sloshing a little onto her sleeve. "Oops! Oh well, it's pink anyway."

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On the other side of the bar, the Gallic man had just downed the orange drink he'd been given, shivering as he set down the glass. "I do not know if anyone ever gets used to this... but it is better than 'huffing'." He noticed the very agent that had given him his dose sitting down nearby, but did not know if he had seen or hear him.

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