Subject: An ashen-faced gentleman promptly walked past.
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Posted on: 2015-05-31 16:27:00 UTC

"Do you have it, barman?"

The man nodded and produced a bottle. It was obviously a synthetic alcohol analogue; it caught the light oddly, and the bottle was new rather than crusted with age and cobwebs, like a good port should be.

"God bless you, sir." The man perched delicately atop the bar stool next to a tall, rather comely redhead and her partner, who the drinker surmised was some manner of rescued Cute Animal Friend. He sipped delicately at the gilded rim of a crystal glass and sighed, his face bearing the slightly beatific expression of the heavily Bleeped-up. "A little aging will work wonders upon it; it feels green at present, and the oak notes are top-heavy. Hm." He turned to the woman. "I should like to request your opinion, madam, if I may. My partner and I have been experimenting with Bleeproduce in synthetic alcohol substitutes, and this latest decanting is completely safe."

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