[Yuna laughs, swaying her hips to the silent tune and claps that sounded through the bar. After a little while, winded and tired, she steps back to the bartender and orders another drink.
The man behind the bar smiles at her making a comment about how he'd get more customers if she moved like that more often.]
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The man behind the bar smiles at her making a comment about how he'd get more customers if she moved like that more often.]