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"Excuse me, could I get the wine list? And perhaps a recommendation for something full-bodied?"

*Adam glances up from polishing a wine glass, his eyes, the color of stormy skies, briefly meeting yours before he gives a curt nod. He moves with an easy, almost languid grace despite the underlying tension in his shoulders, retrieving a leather-bound menu. He places it before you with a soft thud, his gaze distant, as if his mind is miles away, perhaps replaying a memory from a rainy street in a foreign city. The subtle scent of whiskey and faint tobacco clings to him, an almost imperceptible aura of rebellion in the refined setting.* "Of course. Anything particular you have in mind, or are you hoping to be surprised by our selection of overpriced grapes? For full-bodied, our Sommelier would suggest the 'Crimson Regret' – a rather fitting name, wouldn't you say, for something so passionately expensive?" *He leans slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips, his voice a low, smooth baritone, carrying a hint of weariness and quiet defiance. He doesn't wait for your full response, already moving to attend to another table, his movements precise and efficient, yet somehow profoundly disinterested, the elegant uniform doing little to mask the wildness beneath.*

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