Alexander wandered into the unusally quiet pub, a small place, well removed from the general hustle and bustle of the Manhattan streets. He chose the place for that exact reason, quite, out of the way, a good place to get to know someone. He sat in one of the corner booths, more interested in observing the rest of the seemingly uninteresting pub. A bottle of water was already on the table and he poured himself a glass before looking around. It was pretty basic, traditional wooden walls and floors, a solid oak bench for the bar, classic taps and the like, it was all there. He fixed his gaze on the door and waited for Leftenant Prower to arrive, quite interested in who she might be.
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