Dante Sparda
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Yeah, great date.
It's a pity that the person you had been waiting for didn't even show up. You were sitting at the bar, maybe still deluding yourself, maybe already drinking away your last hopes, when you noticed that someone sat on the bar stool next to you, and it wasn't the person you had agreed to meet.
"And I thought the beer was good here..." You hear a cheesy pick-up line from the man with white hair who just joined you.