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alondra  is  many  things  –  a  painter,  a  ballerina,  an  ethereal  being  that  shines  brighter  than  the  largest  stars,  destined  for  greatness  –  she  could  go  on.  but  while  all  those  may  be  true,  what  she  is  above  all  is  a  performer.  and  as  a  performer,  it  was  her  duty  to  commit  to  the  goddamn  bit,  even  if  she  thought  it  was  kind  of  tacky  to  steal  drinks  off  of  tables.  quickly  she  nods,  smoothing  her  previously  surprised  features,  “  yeah,  it's  our  anniversary,  we  were  at  dinner  earlier!  “  eyes  turn  to  the  figure  in  front  of  them,  ”  he's  telling  the  truth.  you  must  have  had  the  wrong  guy.  "  distantly  alondra  wonders  if  lying  so  easily  could  be  considered  reprehensible,  but  she  doesn't  pay  too  much  mind  to  it  –  she's  super  good  at  improv!

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"No, sir - you got the wrong guy!" The manager absolutely had the right guy. Usually, Soren was stealthy when it came to plucking up drinks left behind on tables. Left behind - halfway through being finished, but the owner had moseyed their way over the bathrooms, it was all the same, as long as you didn't get caught. Which wasn't in the plan, for obvious reasons - Soren always hated the part where he had to talk others down with the world's stupidest excuse. "Tell them, babe. We only just got here." Dragging someone into his mess wasn't ideal - there weren't many people as good at thinking on their toes as he was. But more people involved made his pleas all the more valid. Mouthing a rushed 'Sorry' to the closest person to him, Soren held his breath while waiting to see if they would corroborate with his story.