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"Pink," River says to the bar, solemn and earnest. What she gets is, indeed, just that: a drink that looks like some kind of smoothie, smells of several different berries, and is a mildly unnerving shade of bright pink. The spiral straw in it is a complimentary shade of unnerving purple.
River beams, and takes it carefully in both hands. She turns away from the bar to head towards a booth, to tuck herself under the table and sip happily.
River beams, and takes it carefully in both hands. She turns away from the bar to head towards a booth, to tuck herself under the table and sip happily.