"Not so fast, Mr. Bittle," Derek calls back, not even turning around as he finishes stacking the last few glasses under the bar. "Hang back for a minute."
He pours them both a beer, some sort of honeyed ale made here in Darrow that he likes, and gestures towards the booth in the corner before turning to look at Bitty. "Come have a drink with me."
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He pours them both a beer, some sort of honeyed ale made here in Darrow that he likes, and gestures towards the booth in the corner before turning to look at Bitty. "Come have a drink with me."