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  So what if I am?  He asked with a smile, though his tone suggested defensiveness. Stefan straightened his tie, fully abandoning his hunt and letting the hunger ache in his belly keep him on his toes.  “  You know, I think I might take you up on that offered drink, after all.  ” 

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Klaus smiled, always happy when things go his way. ❝ Excellent, ❞ he replied with a grin. ❝ I have a private booth just this way. What’s your poison ? I must admit mine is B- with a good bourbon, ❞ he said as he led them back to his booth in the corner. Truth told, Klaus was happy to have the change of pace in the form of a friend for the evening. He wanted to know everything he could about the other man.

This man – his demeanor, his accent, his forwardness. Everything about him intrigued Stefan.  If we’re being choosy, I’m more of a AB+ guy. Though, I much prefer my food and spirits separate, he replied, sliding fluidly into the booth, interested as to what the rest of the night might bring.

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