[She'd been told what booth to go to, but this wasn't what she was expecting. She'd heard 'Izzy' when a name had been given, and she'd assumed that was short for 'Lizzie' which was in turn 'Elizabeth' and clearly none of those things were true and there is just this... guy. There is just this guy sitting across from her.
Fuck.]
Yeah, that would be me. Um. Hi.
[In a sports bar. With a fucking guy. What the hell? She was going to throttle Nancy. Okay, she wasn't, but she SHOULD.]
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Fuck.]
Yeah, that would be me. Um. Hi.
[In a sports bar. With a fucking guy. What the hell? She was going to throttle Nancy. Okay, she wasn't, but she SHOULD.]