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'What'

Despite the manner in which the question was spat across the table, Clay only smiled and deliberately stared as he let the silence between them stew.
He could hear himself being beckoned to the bar and he had just opened his mouth to talk when the sound of shattering glass reached his ears interrupting.

Frustration fills Clay's face as he brings himself to stand. Clasping his forehead in his free hand he massages his temples with his thumb and fingers as he lets out a soft growl that becomes a sigh.

He continues to try calm himself as he leaves the lady and takes his place behind the bar, clearly a challenge for this bartender.
Without addressing the red head who's cheeks had began to match his hair, Clay fills a 'smash proof' mug with water from a tap.
[b]"There, get that into ya, I'll have the soup out in a minute."[/b]

Clay retreats into the kitchen.
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