#brokenspy: Shaken Martinis

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vs the Shaken Martinis

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“Okay,” Chuck said, swinging her hand in his as they walked from one bar to where his phone promised there was another.  It was a beautiful night for date night. As it was still the early days of December, the twinkle lights were on all the city trees but the weather hadn’t quite caught up with the season. He had his new girlfriend, an evening off from spy work, and tomorrow off from the Buy More (which was very important if they intended to keep drinking). It was perfect... except for the fact the world was starting to do that thing where it wasn’t quite staying upright. “That last place mixed them really, really strong, right? It’s not just me? ‘Cause I swear, the first two, it might as well have been water. That last one, I could feel it going down my throat.“ 

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