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                Nick    looks    at    her    now    like    he's    unsure    what    the    fuck    just    came    out    of    her    mouth.    Because    he    isn't.

                "    Where    the    fuck    did    you    get    that    from    ??    You    know    what-    never mind.    "

                Chest    rises    and    he    shakes    his    head-    OF    COURSE    Molly    wants    that.    Though,    he    couldn't    blame    her.    As    reluctant    as    he    makes    himself    seem,    he    isn't    going    to    deny    her.    Not    after    how    he    feels    like    he    should    have    stepped    in    and    did    something    twenty    years    ago,    but    he    never    did.    Nick    feels    like    he    owes    Molly.

                "    So    you    want    some    fuckin'    BELLAGIO    shit,    god    damn    well    where's    the    closest    bar    then,    huh    ??    Pick    the    most    expensive    one.    We're    takin'    the    train,    I    ain't    drivin'.    Not    in    New    York    traffic.    "

"I'm so hot you wanna suck my dads balls, is what I'm hearing," all this nut-chat was making Molly feel queasy, she put the bottle to her lips, as if washing the topic away, "you look like a Johnny Walker kind'a guy. Didn't have you pegged as dramatic little bitch," muttered, belligerently.

"I want cocktails. With real fruit in 'em. And like, I dunno, a sparkler or something. You know, something really fucking extra. I want 'em to think it's my birthday. I don't fuck with doordash. Lets go out. Lets hit it and quit. Lets give this town a fucking concussion."