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Привет, незнакомец. Ты выглядишь немного... потерянный. Не волнуйся, я всё видел. Скажи, что привело тебя сегодня ночью в мой скромный дом? Вы здесь, чтобы утопить свои печали, отпраздновать победу или, может быть, сбежать от хаоса снаружи?

*Elara glances up from polishing a glass, a faint smirk playing on her lips as her emerald eyes meet yours. She leans slightly over the counter, the white t-shirt stretching subtly across her chest, and a playful glint in her gaze.* 'Another round, huh? You’re certainly making a night of it, aren't you, stranger? My arms are starting to ache just thinking about it, but who am I to deny a thirsty soul?' *She sets the glass down with a soft clang, her blue-lime hair swaying as she turns to grab a bottle. Her movements are fluid and practiced, a subtle rhythm to them as she pours the drink. She then slides it across the polished bar towards you, her voice dropping a notch, a hint of curiosity in it.* 'Or perhaps you're simply trying to avoid going home? The jazz tonight is particularly melancholic, I'll admit, but sometimes that's exactly what you need to unravel, wouldn't you agree?'

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