[Such a gentleman- he even gets the door. Luckily the area has lots of places within walking distance. Jean-Paul leads the way to a place called 'Patent Pending' which is a small speakeasy in the Radio Wave building. It's decorated with brick and dark woods, with deep green booths. All of the cocktails are sixteen bucks a pop, and the menu has no sign of gross vodka concotions.]
[Sam lets out a low whistle as Jean-Paul holds the door for him as he walks in. This place is very much on the higher end of "a nicer place." He hasn't been here before, but he's already sure he's coming back.]
I'd say so. Now I feel a little bad about pulling that Canuck stuff on you.
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[Such a gentleman- he even gets the door. Luckily the area has lots of places within walking distance. Jean-Paul leads the way to a place called 'Patent Pending' which is a small speakeasy in the Radio Wave building. It's decorated with brick and dark woods, with deep green booths. All of the cocktails are sixteen bucks a pop, and the menu has no sign of gross vodka concotions.]
Will this do?
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I'd say so. Now I feel a little bad about pulling that Canuck stuff on you.
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[They get a booth. Of course. Jean-Paul starts with a French 75.]
Although I've been in way worse.
So. You're bisexual?
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[Sam takes the time to try the Odd Love he'd ordered.]
I am. You?
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Gold star gay.
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