Sharon thought about it a moment but ultimately nodded her head, not wanting to be difficult. Additionally, the little bar seemed nice. It was small but cozy and quiet, they sat at a small cherrywood table near the back with a candle in a jar in the center.

"You like it?" Jared asked, looking around the bar and then back at Sharon.

"Yeah, it's quaint," Sharon replied.

A waitress walked over and greeted them, a heavyset woman in her 30's.

"Hey, I'll just take a whisky on the rocks," Jared ordered smoothly.

The waitress jotted it down and looked to Sharon.

"I'll just have a seltzer," she answered.

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