Two glasses of white sit on the table as Arthur waits for the new girl to arrive. Fingers idly tap out a beat as Arthur thinks over whether it'd be smarter to just buy a bottle or not. An inside table, not outside, no thanks. No need to be Banisher bait without a pissed off Arrow nearby. Still better safe than sorry.
That smile spreads as Arthur picks up one of the glasses and takes a sip.
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