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Staggering slightly, due to the excessive consumption of beer drunk in his New Years celebrations, Mark walks into the Lucid and has a look around, wondering if any of the old faces he knew were in there. He hadn't been in for a while, hadn't dared show his face since the "incident" with Selena a good year ago (which still amazes him to think he

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[amy_uncensored]

A voice behind him. "Hello there, darling."

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Mark turns around to see whee the sweet voice had come from, then lowers his eyes a little to take in the vision before him

"Amy! Bloody hell darlin', how are you doing? So good to see a familiar face in here for once."

He then throws his arms around Amy and gives her a hug

"Here, let me buy you a drink. What you having?"

[amy_uncensored]

"Uff," she says with the force of the hug. She had forgotten how rough Mark can be, and certainly uncouth. Not that she minds completely. "I'm quite well, thank you. And I will have some whiskey, or scotch. Or whatever you are having, although you already rather reek of a brewery."

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Grinning, Mark orders two malt Scotch whiskeys from the barman. He then, with his back turned to Amy, slips a peppermint into his mouth to try and mask the "brewery reek" from the lovelly lady

"Shall we take a seat?"