Sam's first trip to the hotel bar was less spectacular then he thought it would be, but clearly he was too accustom to greasy spoons and random city dives, or at the very least... places more like the Roadhouse... not this fancy excuse for a watering hole
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Now, she didn't want to have that awkward talk after spontaneous sex, you know. In fact, it was the last thing on her mind, but then again she wanted a drink and she couldn't avoid him forever.
She came up to the bar ordering a whiskey sour on the rocks. She gave him a slight smile and decided it was better to say something than nothing.
"Hey."
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"Hey." Sam said, greeting her after swallowing a mouthful of Tequila, and offered her a lazy smile. He thought about following that up with a 'Been awhile.', but that was just plain cheesy, even for him. He wasn't drunk enough for that yet.
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"I'll have a whiskey on the rocks."
Her drink was ready in a moment and she took a quick sip before noticing what he was drinking a little more closely and feeling as if she could ask.
"What's worth tequila?"
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Sam smiled a bit more, in a self-deprecating kind of way. "I'm a glutton for punishment sometimes." He said, unsure of how else to put it.
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As she walked into the glassed-off area, her eyes lit on the back of a girl, walking away. She seemed quiet, almost distracted, and against her will, Inara was interested. But then her attention shifted to the shape at the bar, and she smiled. "Sam?"
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She took her book with her, pushing the doors open to do a quick scan of the room.
"Sam?" Alice ran over to where he was at the bar, setting her book on the stool next to him. "Are you okay?"
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