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When he finished, she poured him a second shot. Pushed it over.

She studied him. The calluses on his hands. The way he checked his wallet under the bar. The absence of a wedding ring but the presence of a small, worn photo peeking from his coat pocket. bartender prices

"Okay," Leo said, sliding the menu away. "I need a shot of bourbon. Something that tastes like a warm fireplace." When he finished, she poured him a second shot

Leo stared at the phone in his pocket. Then at the shot. Then at her. When he finished

She leaned on the bar. "Simple. You don’t pay a menu price. You tell me what you need. I tell you what it costs. For you. "

Leo laughed nervously. "The real one is expensive."