I had a thorough look at the drink I had in front of me. It was pale yellow with a small head. It smelled of fruit and flowers. I took a sip: it had a simple, balanced taste, and full carbonation with no real finish.
He had a look at the dress he was dating that evening. It was a gorgeous strapless summer dress. There was some stone embroidery attached to it. The fabric seemed soft to touch.
I concentrated on the noise that was coming from my beer. It was quite annoying, crisp and bright, and had a different timbre in the low and high range.
He had a look at the bust he was dating that evening. It had lovely blue eyes on a pale face and a sweet smile. Its hair was up in a ponytail and its shoulders were covered in freckles.
"Call me another time", Mr. Budweiser said.
The bust never did, I guess it wasn't that thirsty.
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