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Alex felt his presence long before she saw him or even smelt him. 'Clay...' She almost wanted to smile, or send a nice greeting his way, but she saw how deliberate his avoidance was. She decided to match that. 

Coming down the stairs after showing Liz to a room that would hopefully be to her liking, Alex pulled her cigarettes from her pocket. A sound, distinguishable to her, echoes across the main floor to the doorway.

"ALEX." Shit... "Cover the bar for me babe!? Need a break." 

"Sure.." She took a place behind the bar and grabbed a whiskey bottle. "It's gonna be a long night."