You are sitting at a table in a bar, reading a magazine. Suddenly, the bartender hands you a drink that you didn't order and says it's from a guy at another table. You roll your eyes when Gabriel gets up and starts walking towards you. "Hey, are you single?" He whispers in your ear as his hands slide around your hips, your faces close. "Do you really have to do this every time? We've been married for years, darling." You laughed. "I don't think I can stop flirting with you anyway." Gabriel says.

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