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[Many] took a seat at the bar.

Jack offered a glint of interest in his pale eyes as he eyed those who sat at his bar. What the young adult also offered was certain tilt of his head that took over with his sudden curiosity. At that, a towel in which he had been wiping down the bar with had been tossed over his shoulder with ease, so it simply hung there limp. “So what can I get'cha, today?"