Clyde was almost done cleaning the bar, getting ready to close for the night but then the door opened and there you stood. He never saw you around here, he was sure of that. "We are closing" he said as a matter of fact, his voice was flat yet he did not mean it harshly. He looked quite shaken, not sure what to do exactly. He looked you over, no sign of smile but he still somehow managed to look welcoming. "But I can pour you something, if you want" he offered, putting the rag onto the counter
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