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Rightley looked to the duo with a short nod as he handed off the glassware to Ellie before turning with purpose.  Ellie pointed the flashlight in her hands down so she could see the spilled liquid pooling around her. She made a note that this place also needed a through cleaning and light fixture installation.  It was fantastic, but also faintly nauseating. Ellie bade Henry closer to the different types of alcohol. "Isn't it spectacular? I'm sure this is the nicest place in all of Stanford Hall."

"The best place?" Henry smirked as he moved closer to her.  She could smell whatever cologne he had put on. Ellie's eyes were locked onto his smile as he spoke.  "I'm from the city that never sleeps, you can't say that such a thing is possible. I can agree, however, that this is an excellent selection.  I didn't think we'd find something like this outside of a major city."