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Even now, Laura Connelly had the kind of beauty that turned the head of every man when she walked into a room She chose to sit at the bar, and the way she sat with her back perfectly straight and her legs properly crossed, gave her an air of class On most Tuesday afternoons, the place was nearly deserted She paid for a straight shot, and when a nored him

Michael placed his order and then asked, "Can I buy you a shot?"

"Why not?"

"Why not indeed" Michael signaled the bartender to pour her another

"What do you do?" she asked

"I fly around a lot"

"Oh, you're a pilot"

"No, not a pilot Mostly, I'm a flunky"

"I kno that feels That's what I am too, just a flunky"

"I'm Michael, and you are?"

"Laura" She watched the bartender pour her next drink, and didn't notice that Michael hadn't touched his

"Nice to nize her, she suspiciously sized hiot into town yesterday I was looking for a place to eat when I found this one"

Laura leaned closer "The food is not that great here That's why the place is practically empty I like it empty"