[ Olivia can't exactly blame him for that reaction - after all, she did more or less the same thing when Broyles cornered her at Harvard. She follows him, falling a bit behind with the pace her leg forces her to keep, but catching up at the bar before too long and sliding into the seat beside him.
The bartender recognizes her and ambles over with a too-wide Cheshire cat grin - Olivia's accustomed enough to the oddities of kedan that she barely notices. ] My friend here's wondering if you have something like bourbon. It's a whiskey, it's made from... Do you even have corn here?
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The bartender recognizes her and ambles over with a too-wide Cheshire cat grin - Olivia's accustomed enough to the oddities of kedan that she barely notices. ] My friend here's wondering if you have something like bourbon. It's a whiskey, it's made from... Do you even have corn here?