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The evening was sinking into a noisy night, an ordinary Friday night that people prefer to pass somewhere else other than their own homes. Jamie's, a small

"I slept on the counter last night, it would've been nice if you came in. I could've given you a glass of pale ale-Jamie won't notice a glass."

"I decided that yesterday wasn't my day for any noisy hangouts, although I wouldn't have said no to a glass of pale ale."

"Oh, Alice, you changed your name."

So, what are you running from? He went on with a smile, after that absurd remark, not showing any hint of