Lea had begun humming a melody to himself as he waited for his glass of water. There he was, finally, his bartender! Lea's smile transformed into a grin that reached from ear to ear. The poor young man was oblivious to the headache he was causing, his senses numbed by the alcohol. He finally received his drink, and the prospect of getting the soup soon was even better.

Lea took a big sip...and felt disappointed. This was [i]regular[/i] water, the one he was already familiar with. It tasted like nothing, it was [i]boring[/i]. And Lea was not in the mood for boring.

"Bartender, can I please have more of that fiery water? It tasted a lot better" He exclaimed, smiling.

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