Excuse me. Yes, I'm terribly sorry to interrupt you and your sparkling water drinking at this bar that I know you loathe because, well, we don't imbibe anymore and this kind of thing is a big fat bore, but I need you to know a few things so you'll just have to indulge me. It's ok, …
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