That was a smile that Emrys recognized, even if he suspected the man giving it wouldn't have recognized it were the tables reversed. New to this, but willing — or at least intrigued. With an answering smirk, he disentangled himself from the woman he'd been sitting with, who rolled her eyes and scooted away from him.

"Experienced enough to make it fun," he returned, just as flirtatiously. "Let me get you another drink, Mr. —?"

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