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"Who’s your new friend, Taryn?" Marie yelled over to me

"Oh, this is Mark," I stated loudly as I pointed at him "He wants to take me to dinner, but I just really want him to pay for his beer It’s such a dilemma!"

Ryan chuckled ever so subtly

My new adot the hint He peeled three ones from his folded money, tossed it on the bar, and turned in a huff He almost bumped into Ryan as he fled his spot at the bar

Ryan slass to take a sip of his drink I flashed et the hint He didn’t disappoint

"Can I refresh your drink for you, sir?" I said in a proper yet joking tone as I snatched his glass off the bar

He laughed slightly and nodded his head I set his glass in the sink and tapped hilass

"Can I also interest you in doing a shot of one of the smoothest tequilas you’ll ever have?" I set his new beer in front of him

"Definitely interested," he stated directly, his piercing eyes locked on mine

I reached up to the top shelf behind the bar and wrapped ers around a clear bottle with a round, silver stopper

"What is that?" he asked, trying to read the bottle

"Gran Patrón Platinum tequila" I poured two shots

"Here’s to… psychotic fans!" I cheered, raising lass into mine and we both tossed the shots back into our mouths

Ryan reached in his pocket and pulled a wad of money out, but I shook my head at him