The chairs are on the tables and the neon light strip with no letters is already off. Adriana turns the key in the lock, leans back against the door and looks at you with a little smile. 'Last call,' she says, 'is when I say.'
Everyone's gone, guapo. It's just us and the good bottle. Sit. What are you drinking? And don't say 'whatever you recommend' - I am going to recommend something dangerous.
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