Drunken Sailor

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Virginia sat up and looked at the smiling attendant, "Good evening.", and turned her gaze to Morreti as she laid out her metal cigarette case and lighter on the table. Her body language and facial expressions already seemed relaxed by her standards, pissed off Virginia from the shuttle stop was gone, at least for now.

Opening the case with her her aromatic cigarettes, she lit up and took a long drag as she watched him, "I don't seem to know that much about you - I had no idea you'd be known so well in a place like this.". Virginia attempted to strike up a slightly more pleasant conversation while they waited for their drinks to be brought, "There's no point in filling you in on what it's like growing up on the streets of Houston, I'm sure you've heard it many times, but what it's like growing up in Manhattan with a silver spoon up in...", she paused for a second. She definitely meant to say the opposite end of a body than she finally said, but changed it at the last moment, "... in your mouth? Was I even right about first impressions being the most important thing in high society, or do shows from that background lie?".

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